Kevin
"Hm. Perhaps. Though my village and family where more oriented around Warhorse breeding than actual farming. Anyways, I suppose you wouldn't mind me following along for a while? Maybe I'll stick around for a bit, maybe not. Only time will tell."
She thought about it for a moment, the last time he had truly traveled or left Silnaria was when she herself was employed as a mercenary soldier among a much larger group than Terrel. And even then, she didn't recall leaving the Empire for more than a combined total of 2 or 3 hours..
Martha
"Do you know how to do anything else besides occasionally spreading your religion wherever you go?"*He'd ask back in response to her question of letting her tag along. It would seemingly suggest that he didn't mind the company, though a free loader he didn't care to bring with him everywhere he went. Most travelers typically had some skill to help them survive, though if this wasn't her case, he may simply take her to Lymia and let her stay there while he continued his journey alone.*"Road can get dangerous ahead, better off I'm not taking a priest along when they're at risk of getting shot, stabbed, or eaten out there. Don't you think?"*He'd say the last part in a more thoughtful tone to drive the idea that it's more of her safety issue than him not wanting to have to watch after her the whole way which only the latter was actually true. He was too used to the eventfulness to care much of what happened to people he just met.*
Kevin
"Well I've been more than just a simple 'priest'. Just like I'm sure that you weren't always a mercenary, I wasn't always a Priest. I was a soldier once! You know! I stood in line with the Imperial Legions that faced off against the Hordes of Beastkin.. I know how to wield a sword and follow commands. Unlike you, I'm probably better trained and equipped for a sword fight. Hmph."
She patted her Sabre that sat in it's sheath, it looked a little worn around the edges but one could easily tell that it was one of a lower ranking officer.
Martha
*The Elf would raise a hidden eyebrow as he'd look back over to her. Seems like they were finally getting somewhere. A soldier was she? Well not everyday you witness a priest with the stomach to fight.*"Oh really, and what legion was that?"*He'd ask in an somewhat teasing tone as if to jab at her in her pouty demeanor. If she was really as good as she says, the Elf was fine with letting her come along. Though a soldier ranking hardly mattered much to him in terms of combat. A rank could mean so little at the end of the day when it comes to a fight.*"Not often I meet a priest with the will to fight."*He'd continue before having a slight pause.*"Well actually, maybe I do."
Kevin
"Well if you must know, Archduke Trath Teosneist Legion's. I was a lower ranking Officer. I had a handful of men under my command and I'd say I had done an excellent job in keeping them disciplined and looking tidy.." 
In truth, her unit was just barely average and more often then not her Commanding Officer's shuffled her to the rear of the formations and was often an underused vanguard unit, save for two or three occasions.. In response to the priest comment, however; "What do you mean? Have you actually met others?"
Martha
"You can say I've met a decent handful."*The Elf would say, slowing his words up slightly as if thinking as he spoke.*"We had a nice, little conversation over the clashing of swords and magic. But don't worry about that, they're fiiine."*With the way he said the last part, it would suggest otherwise. Only would it be confirmed as he'd add on the last bit.*"Well two of them anyways. I can't say the same for the rest."*One would not think it a dreadful conversation what with the way he casually spoke of it, more than likely doing this quite often. He had nothing against the priests. It was simply his job that they made much harder than he'd care to admit.*