Herbert
*Night seemed to finally give way to whatever remained of the sun's afternoon light. It had probably only been a couple hours into night fall, though by now, the Elf figured it was just about time he began making his way back to the Capitol. He had exited the forest, taking the main road that he often used heading to and from the large city. It was particularly much more silent for him, save for the animals calling out in the night and leaving a rather peaceful stroll back. His armor would clank with each movement while his red cloak drifted in the gentle breeze. He could still appreciate the cool air of night with how warm his clothing typically made him, that alongside the Pig-like mask he wore atop his face. It was a wonder why he wore so often, but in not giving a straight answer, one could assume it was just a preference.*
Gary
*As the dark colour of night took over the vibrant sunset, the young Macenian had just about finished resting. Giving one look to the sky and a smile to himself, he picked up both his weapons and hung them on his back.*

*Starting with a simple walk which evolved into a jog, he began heading towards the capitol. The small breeze which was blowing through the air was occasionally making his hair move from side to side. He reached deep into his right pocket and pulled a coin and started tossing it in the air as he moved.*

*He had made quite a profitable amount of money back at his last destination. Although a dishonest means of livelihood, his motives were purer than most. The capitol was his next target and probably the best way to achieve all of his goals at once.*

*The night had always been his favorite time of the day. He could roam around freely without any lectures being given to him. The pathway was quieter than he had expected it to be but alas, he deduced that it might be so because of the time.*

*Soon he started skipping through the pathway as if copying the hop of the rabbits.*
Herbert
*Terrel would continue on the practically invisible trail, only being able to follow the dull city lights in order to see where he was going at this point. Night vision simply wasn't a thing with him, not that one would expect it from an Elf of all races.

For a while it didn't seem like much would happen in the night, only for him to suddenly hear footsteps nearby. He didn't take much notice of it at first, assuming it could be any creature wandering about at night. Only when they quickened in the sound of a jog, would he finally glance over to inspect what could have been moving around this much at this time of night. The movements seemed to slow once again, but at his point, the Elf would have his hand readily on the hilt of his sword that sat within the folds of his cloak.*

"If you're going to try ambushing me in the middle of the night, you're going to have to be much quieter than that."*He'd say to it, assuming its intent in not many people typically being out at this time. For all he knew, it could some monstrous beast from the stories they told of the forest which in this case would warrant the warning as useless in the language barrier.*
Gary
*Hearing a voice from a little bit in front of him Jason was both surprised and worried. Was it a guard? Was it just another traveller?*

*Deciding not to take any chances, he raised both of his hands and went towards the voice in an attempt to figure out what the person's motive was. Based on his judgements, he would either decide to run away or talk to them.*

*Taking a few steps forward, Jason saw that the person wearing the armor with a red cloak had a hand on the hilt of their blade. It looked like that person was somebody who was well versed with combat. It would really be a bother if they had to fight and would probably not end up in Jason's favour.* 

"Oh! I assure you! It was nothing of that sort. I am merely a traveller who is more favoured to travelling in the nights rather than the days! You see, the time of night brings about peace and joy that can't otherwise be seen in the daytime."

*As he said it, he started loosening the dagger which he had tied to his wrist in case the worst case scenario happened. After that, Jason took a deep breath and calmed down looking at the other person with calm yet serious blue eyes.*
Herbert
*Terrel's gaze would narrow behind his mask, making out the figure of the man the closer he got to him. Whether or not he would attack now that he was caught would remain a mystery, but knowing where he was exactly was good enough for Terrel, even if it was harder to see him in the dark.

The Elf would relax his hold on his sword, eyeing the newcomer for a moment.*"Getting real prophetic aren't you?"*He'd question Jason in his naturally monotone voice. With how it sounded, it was always hard to tell if he was being sincere or not, but in this situation it can be assumed to be the latter.

He supposed he could be a hypocrite from the statement, considering he too was enjoying the time to himself before deciding to head back for the night to which he'd eventually say:*"Strolling your way to the Capitol? You know there's news being delivered of certain beasts coming out in the middle of the night. Would be pretty unfortunate to get attacked by one out here, wouldn't you think?"

*It seemed he was mostly jesting at this point with his own irony of being out here. He didn't think the man cared much of the stories of things that may not even exist, but some the Elf could personally say warranted true.*
Gary
*Listening to the voice of the person again, he determined that it most likely isn't a guard. Letting out an inner sigh of relief, Jason decided to play it off cool.*

"Being prophetic is not really my style. I'd say more like a lost soul would be accurate."

*Whilst talking, Jason tightened the dagger that he had loosened. Taking a few steps towards the person so that he could gain their trust, he looked at the armor and the blade again. Those were certainly something that the rich would buy. In any other circumstance, this would've been the perfect opportunity for some theft but alas, this was not one of them.*

*Jason's expression instantly changed to one of kindness and with a deep breath he said*

"That would be the plan indeed. The capitol is where the destination lies. As for the stories of the beast, what's a journey without any risk? Although it would be pretty unfortunate but, my gut tells me that something like that isn't all that likely."

*With his observational skills, he could tell that the person was an elf. He decided not to bring that up and instead offered his hand forward.*

"My name is Jason. Nice to make your acquaintance. What might yours be?"
Herbert
*He let out an exhale in what could only be a suppressed laugh towards his words of not being prophetic. It seemed like denial if anything, but who was the Elf to judge? With him stating that he too was heading to the Capitol, Terrel would gesture to the path ahead as if in signal of them walking and talking to which he'd soon continue forward.*

"Could have fooled me."*He'd say before falling silent to listen to his words about journeying being worth the risk.*"You take risks for reward or just for the sake of taking risks?"*Terrel would question him. Surely he didn't, but if he did, that would remind the Elf of a friend of his. He didn't mind risk either. Terrel also supposed he was taking a risk out here as well, but he was confident enough in his ability to fight off a beast.

At the man's introduction, Terrel would soon introduce himself as well.*"Name's Terrel."*He'd answer back, gradually removing his gloved hand from his cloak to shake the man's outstretched one before moving it back into its fabric of safety once more.*"But people typically have a lot of names for me. Most of which just pointing out the mask thing, but people feel the need to state the obvious. That or they lack creativity."*He'd say with a smirk.*
Gary
*Wide a wide grin on his face, Jason shook his hand and started walking by his side.*

"I suppose you could call it a mixture of both. I do like taking risks but there is one reward which I am and always will be after." 

*Jason remembers Estoria's smile and gives out a sad smile. Shaking it off in an instant, he takes out his coin again and starts tossing it in the air as they walk.*

"Terrel's a nice name."

*Looking up at the sky, he could tell that it was just past midnight. He looked towards Terrel to listen to what he had to say and chuckled a little bit.*

"I'm sure they do. After all, such armor isn't something that you see on a daily basis. Masked Menace would be a nice one, no offense to you of course."

*Catching the coin in his hands, he looked towards Terrel and then back at the path. It had been a good decision on his part to not fight this guy.*

"So what do you do? What is it that brings a person like you to the capital?". *Saying that, he wiped the sweat off of his forehead and shook his hair a little bit to give it more air.*
Herbert
*His words were understandable enough he supposed, though a question did rise in his head at the statement.*"And what reward might that be?"*He'd ask him out of his own curiosity.

Terrel would continue on in silence for a while, listening to Jason speak with him soon considering him being named Masked Menace before stating no offense of it.*"None taken, I wear a mask and could pretty much be a menace if I really wanted to."*He had said it so casually as if the idea was always a possibility on the table. Terrel never knew what his job would mean for him however, which could possibly lead to it anyway.*

"I've never cared much of the names they've given me. It's all just a bunch of titles anyways. Kind of like what royals use, except people actually get to come up with it themselves."

*He was already aware of his flamboyant look. In fact, it had been what he was going for anyways. What was another Elf among elves anyways without something overtly unique to differentiate them? He would have shrugged at the thought.*

"I'm just staying at the Capitol for now until I continue my travels again. Typical Mercenary stuff you can call it. What about you?"*He'd question back. Throughout the talk, the Elf hadn't so much as looked at him, more focused on the road ahead of them in the Capitol being no more than a dimly lit series of buildings in the distance. It was his only real source of light out here and even then, it was dull.*