Nicholas
Mozi'ach Blutgerinnsel
Ye Olde Green Eye Azariya-Amaranth

"She's quite ah... 'noble.' It's terribly annoying." He wipes his mouth clean with his sleeve. He sets his booklet down, wide open. He's making notes on his next trip. He shuts it and take out a parchment map of Marin, looking at the Azarya section and tapped at the paper. It was a road leading to Northwind and it's capitol Iron Gate. 

He frowns at the distance, knitting his fingers together. He began counting on the provisions and food rations and the price racked up. It wasn't as bad as he thought it'd be, but still it cost a pretty penny. He grumbles.
Wendie
Ludmilla Monette
Ye Olde Green Eye - Azariya-Amaranth

The woman's look of confusion changed to one of understanding with a nod with the comment about the knight. "I see." She stated plainly, looking over once again. She supposed such types could be an annoyance, but they didn't bother her much. 

Ludmilla has a chance to look at the booklet, then, the notes on the execution, and his trip. She noted the road he tapped on the map. It went near her home. She couldn't help but offer, even if he wasn't interested, the host in her couldn't bear to not say so. "If... You care to, of course, my farm is along that road," She pointed to a place Northeast of Azariya-Amaranth just off the road. "You could stop for the night, lodging can be expensive in town, and I have some spare blankets." She wondered what he was grumbling about, but figured maybe his offer would please him. Even though his profession did frighten her slightly, she supposed, after getting to know him more, she wouldn't mind him as a houseguest for a night. She rarely had any.
Nicholas
Mozi'ach Blutgerinnsel
Ye Olde Green Eye Azariya-Amaranth

He raised his brows, and his dark gaze shifted to somewhat more pleasant. "That will take care of the most expenses for me. Thank you very much!" He smiles, looking over the roads, "It will only be me, and a guard. You could hitch a ride with us on the carriage."

He estimated the riding time, 2 days if they were hasty, but otherwise 3 days at most if things go smoothly. His guard is already stocking up on provisions for the trip, and his horses were groomed and fed. It was just a matter of when.
Wendie
Ludmilla Monette
Ye Olde Green Eye - Azariya-Amaranth

Ludmilla was happy to see him with a more happy expression than before. She hadn't seen him really smile, at all, really. This was nice. She smiled. "I am glad to be of assistance, that sounds just fine, I do have a horse with me, however, will it be able to hitch to the carriage on the way? I cannot leave it in town, I only come back every week." 

She supposed a carriage ride, however nice it sounded, would have to be refused to ride her horse back if they couldn't hitch it to the carriage. While she would love to rest her sore legs from riding all that way, she didn't want to lose her horse by leaving it. It was usually fine for a day, but much longer she couldn't count on. "Do you have any more business in town?" She asked, as to when they would be leaving.
Nicholas
Mozi'ach Blutgerinnsel
Ye Olde Green Eye Azariya-Amaranth

"Your horse can be hitched with the other two, don't worry." He rubbed at his facial hair, pondering something. "No business, I came for an execution, and that's it. I'm headed to Iron Gate for a bigger execution."

He turns to the window. His gaze lowers down, staring at the wooden table. "War criminals. The whole lot of them. Going to be executed for the attempted genocide of one of the nobler families." He pondered, seeing which execution would be most fitting. Impaled? Crucifixion? He scowls.
Wendie
Ludmilla Monette
Ye Olde Green Eye - Azariya-Amaranth

"Well, wonderful." She smiled, with a nod. She was excited to ride the carriage. The last time she had a carriage ride, that was with her suitor, he had hired one to take them through the city. That was certainly nice, but she thought it may be better without all the pressure of the relationship that had came with that ride. 

"Wow..." She shook her head. "There are some evil people in the world, I suppose you meet the worst of them," She commented. As an executioner, she supposed he must see the worst crimes, and the worst criminals. But, he got to dispose of them. He did seem to look rather strained over them. She wondered if it was about the terrible crimes. She finished her drink and set down the glass on the table.
Nicholas
Mozi'ach Blutgerinnsel
Ye Olde Green Eye Azariya-Amaranth

He sighed, nodding. "You haven't even heard the worst. A drunken fool raping a woman and beating her until she was bloody. A child being physically abused and killed in a ditch. No proper way to kill scum. I'd rather let them bleed out and let them be eaten alive by maggots." He pulled a few gold pieces and set them down. Just to pay the alcohol.

He looked at the map once more, then looked at Ludmilla with a serious expression. "Do you know how to fight?" He stared at the map, where the forest was marked. Wolves, boars and wild game thrived there, and he'd need helping hands.
Wendie
Ludmilla Monette
Ye Olde Green Eye - Azariya-Amaranth

Ludmilla put her head down, shaking it solemnly when he told her if the horrific crimes. "That is... Just awful. I suppose it must make it easier to kill them, knowing the terrible things they've done." 

She looked back up at him at the second question. She thought about it. She could hold her own, her parents taught her how to defend herself with a spear and her fists, but she wasn't sure what kind of fighting he was discussing. "I can fight, better with my spear, it's with my horse." After a long pause, where Ludmilla furrowed her brows in thought, considering the dangers that could be hiding in her forest, "Do... You think we will be coming across enemies along the way?"
Ruby
Eventually Eramis would finish her drink, leaving her mug on the table as she got up and went upstairs into the inn portion of the tavern. Once gone those who had sat around her whispered amongst themselves, wondering what she was and what she was going to do in her room. Eramis was far from noble, having fallen from any position of nobility a long long time ago.

Later on the woman would return to the tavern, now missing her armour and in its place she wore an old cotton shirt and some brown trousers made from the same material. Once again Eramis would get herself a drink and proceed to sit by herself, not really bothering anyone and in turn hoping no one bothered her.
Nicholas
Mozi'ach Blutgerinnsel
Ye Olde Green Eye Azariya-Amaranth

"Good enough, we're headed past a thick forest. Best if you bring weaponry." He ponders for a few moments. "We'll be leaving at dawn. Before the sun rises." He stood up, and went to rent a room. He nods to Eramis, paying for his stay. He re\turns to Ludmilla.

"Do you have anywhere to stay? Or did you plan to travel back to your home?" He adjusts his armor attentively. The armor was old, and stained at a few nooks. The chainmail hadn't been polished in a few weeks, and something faintly smelled of blood.
Wendie
Ludmilla Monette
Ye Olde Green Eye - Azariya-Amaranth

Ludmilla nods in understanding about the danger of the forest. It can be tough, especially if they're leaving so early in the morning, it will still be dark. Seeing him go to the counter, she gets up and follows. 

"I planned to travel back today, but I suppose a night in town won't be too much trouble." She digs into her bag and pulls out a pouch of coins from the days sales, placing some on the counter for a room for herself. She looks out the window and sees the sky is darkening. "Thank you for taking the time to talk to me today, I will bring my horse to rest outside for the night." She shouldered her bag again and began heading for the door. She supposed it would be fun to go on an adventure tomorrow, it had been a while since she had really ventured outside of her normal routine.