Ralph
Sir Bryan Verandus, Borders of Ibethiel, Mountain ranges.

After a few hours, the two young man were still riding along the their way, trying to follow the route that the knight was following with.. But it seemed like the journey was far from over. The two still had a long way to go. It was still early, but the sun found a comfortable place in the sky. It was truly beautiful out here.

They would find themselves in a rather lengthy forest with a wide clearing in the distance. The trees were a bit skinny compared to what they were usually used to, and the leaves were skinned, only leaving the trees with the trunk and branches. The northern sun had already rose to a illuminated state. It was frigid, but the sun that beamed down above them had made it less frozen... Only a little though. 

There was a massive, large green plain lands a great distance ahead, many of many miles away lies before them. Bryan had exchange some breath during the trip, he has yet to get used to the mountains environment despite all of these years he has been traveling across the middlelands.

" Why did you want to come here again? " Bryan asked, assuming Kiervan was riding on his left side. It's been quite sometimes during the trip since they has talk. After all, a small conversation should able to ease the boring of this trip at least.
Dianne
Kiervan Czerich, great plains of Ibethiel

"I am a scholar, I travel where scholars are needed," He answered.

But then he took his time to gaze upon the horizon and added:

"I guess it is an excuse to travel. In my...―he paused―... In my homeland, people don't tend to get out of their villages. If they allow their imagination to tread the lands of Marin, it is from the comfort of a desk, with imported books and scrolls narrating the lives and happenings of the outside.
I wanted to see everything with my own eyes."
Ralph
" Uh-huh." That was his response to the yound lad, or he should be call, "Scholar" Instead. " I respected you for doing these kind of job. I guess." He said, and respectively nodded at the young man words. Preserving the history, the cultures was indeed a good act to do so. So, that the next generation before them knows how it did it look and felt like. 

As they continued to rode on for hours that came upon their journey, the two soon reaches the bottom of the mountain hills. By the time they did, it was afternoon already. Lies before them was the grassy shrub biome and back in the familiar flatlands that Bryan remember so well in his memories.

The top of the Sun began to peek slightly above the horizon, giving the two a warmer complexion as the air became more chilly. " We should get going then." The knight pointed out, surveying the surroundings around him. " If we're gonna make it to Hexrakes in time, then we should able to arrive at midnight. " He stated, looking back at the scholar behind him with a smile before turning his attentions straight forward once again.

" Hya! " Onwards went the enthusiastic knight. The horses carrying the supplies around it in their satchels were the loudest of all, bumping around and clanking like broken relics that still manages to stay intact. The flatlands were fertile for sure. The two make their way across a few farmers who tends to their land.
Dianne
'Felix Reed', Hexrakes

A full moon stood proud over the Hexraki nightscape. This made Kiervan Czerich, no... Felix Reed of the Melsoh, happy. Full moons, flocks of migratory birds... He had been taugh to see them as good omens. Deep down, the Azaryan did not believe in such superstitions, but he indulged in the symbolim behind altering his mood to match the signs and portents.
This is why, when he saw the shady inn that advertised itsefl as "The Rusty Pail", he knew that was his lucky place.

He turned towars the knight. "I feel that place would be enough to spend the night and recover. Though I would understand if you would consider such place to be below a knight, such as yourself."
Ralph
Sir Bryan Verandus, Hexrakes

The knight glances at the full moon stood above him. It was beautiful for sure. It was perhaps one of the most things he had seen from the moon in his life. Bryan rode along the route towards Hexrakes, the Capital City of Ibethiel. Of course, by the time they arrived, it was already in the middle of the night. He and along Kiervan, the young lad he was accompanying with, decided to stay in a tavern nearby.

Bryan gets off his horse and stretches his arms out for a moment. They were riding horses all day along. He felt a bit exhausted from the long trip. " Nah, it's fine. " He replied, as he looked back at the young scholar with a smile. " I'm used to living in these kind of places despite of my status. " He stated and chuckles for a moment.

Giving his surroundings a look for a moment, he was assuring that no one has follow them during their trip. " You'll go in first." He suggested. " I'll come inside soon." He said.