Ronald
*Makira who was wearing her armor along with her katana at her side. She was on a walk in the forest, the forest that had luscious trees, many animals, and best of all no people. She then began to sit on a tree trunk and sighed as if saying finally some peace*

Sorry about not getting this typed earlier I was doing stuff all day and watched the Batman later (really good movie btw) also so if I wasn't able to type as much as you, I'm really sorry.
Christopher
*Terrel's head would turn at the sound of something walking about in the forest nearby. Perhaps this endeavor of separating himself from others out here didn't prove to be so successful. He'd keep his hand on the hilt of his sword for the time being, deciding to venture out a bit before he'd settle down with making a temporary camp. It wasn't too long before he'd notice Makira relaxing on the trunk of the tree. His grip would loosen only slightly. Probably just another explorer in the woods, at least so it seemed with her not looking around for anything particular. He'd relax his posture a bit, tilting his head up casually as he'd ask:*"This space occupied?"*His voice had a gruffness to it, partially natural, partially from it being just a trait of most steppe elves. It wasn't too odd to find a non Silnari on Elven lands, though he would have suspected her of being one with it being Silnaria.*
Ronald
After hearing the elf dressed in armor. She sighed in an annoyed tone and said "It was, but then again I shouldn't have been resting in a forest and should have just went home so I didn't have to talk to anyone but I digress. Anyways what are you doing in the woods, you trying to avoid people as well?" She said not at all cautious of the elf, as her black hair, ears, and tail flowed in the wind.
Christopher
"Something like that."*He'd say more casually. Terrel has grown used to hearing the annoyed tones of those looking to be unbothered which seemed like this woman's case. It didn't phase him, however, as he'd casually enter the clearing with Makira seemingly calm about it.*"Mainly looking to leave the country. Not a lot good things come out of it at times, but the lack of people is a nice bonus."*He'd silently study her from where he stood, any Elf having the uncanny ability to read a person off of their face alone.*"Your home must be full of people if you're looking to avoid them as well."
Ronald
She got up and began to stretch. She then said "Not really just my job makes me have to deal with people all the time especially rich people which makes it even worse. But it's not that bad plus if the country starts to fall it will make it all the more easier to make money. Anyways my name's Makira, what's yours?" Her obsession for money has had a habit of driving people away from her so she tries to make as many friends as she can, this being one of those attempts.
Christopher
*Terrel would raise an eyebrow at her explanation. So she has to work with rich people? Terrel had his occasional deals with them, never really caring much for the task with the end reward being gold either way. It was jobs like those that sometimes left him hated by others with the lack of morale from it. To him, it was simply a job.*"What job might that be?"*He'd question to his own curiosity of it. As she'd asked him his own name, he'd respond back:*"Terrel."*Terrel would give a dip of his head, figuring he was welcome enough to remain here with her asking.*"I'd say unless you consider yourself a decent scavenger, the country falling wouldn't necessarily raise wealth. But it could leave you at an advantage of becoming one of those rich aristocrats without anyone to stop you from it. Chaotic either way, so never know how it will end."*He'd explain casually, not put off by her ideals behind the fall of an empire.*
Ronald
She said with a smirk "Well you see I'm a sellsword and allow me to tell you my process *Ahem* Step one, country goes to shit and a lot of people want rich guys dead, step two, make a business of multiple sellswords protecting said rich people, step three, profit." She said happily as she rubbed her hands together like it was the best plan ever made, even though the plan was absolutely terrible and would likely fail.
Christopher
*He'd let out a snort of suppressed laughter, placing his bag down on the ground. A sell sword, something similar they had at least.*"Out of all the people I'm sure want said rich people dead, you're more likely to die in the process than make profit. When the country starts falling apart, it'll hardly just be one. You know how many would want to jump on the opportunity of taking another over? You'll end up fighting amongst yourselves at that point once everyone starts turning against one another to make the most profit. There's hardly a 'business' in the midst of chaos. But that's the thing with riches, I suppose."
Ronald
She then had a face of realization and said "Oh yeah people are assholes. Damnit now I have to actually try to make money, anyways why do you want to leave if the country is already going bad please tell I can begin a much better plan. Also you never introduced yourself even though I did I only think it's fair you tell me your name as well."
Christopher
"It's Terrel."*He'd repeat in a neutral tone, coming to take a seat on the ground.*"And yes that is the thing with making money."*He'd say in a more joking tone.*"I leave this country because Elves and I don't always work well together. Namely their superiority complex and wielding magic to which, I do not. Besides, the jobs I do at times have the tendency to build a bad rep among those who may not like to hear about them, so it's better to keep on the move than sticking to one place."*He'd place a palm down, glancing up at her from where he sat.*"The country is surviving pretty well. In order for something like that to fall it'll either take a strong head-on attack or an inside job effective enough for it to collapse in on itself. But you didn't hear that from me. Many would advise against listening to a pig."*He's say, tapping at the side of his mask with a smirk forming.*
Ronald
Makira sat across from him "So Terrel an elf who doesn't get along with elves this will definitely make my day better. Elves aren't the best at first impressions when talking to someone other than an elf so I can understand where your coming from." She said trying her best to befriend Terrel because she needs some friends.
Christopher
"Well not the title I'd go for, but I guess that's basically what it is."*He'd say, noting the oddity in Makira's words. Still though, he's had weirder allies before. With her sitting across from him, he'd decide to grab his bag and would reach inside to pull out some of the tools he had in it.*"You camping out here, I'm assuming."*He'd partially question her.*"Not a bad spot for the night so long as we don't end up mauled by wild animals."
Ronald
"I wouldn't worry about that I'm pretty good at pulling out before I get into trouble (that's what he said, it's funny cause she's a girl)" She then realized what she said and then said "We should just wear protection just in case(she is just making it worse), anyways let me help you set that camp up." She stood up and walked over to him .
Christopher
*Terrel would pause in what he was doing, opening his mouth as if he were about to say something before clearly thinking better of it and shutting it once more.*"Actually, I think it would be better if you were to just grab some firewood so that I have something to light out here. With any luck it won't start raining."*It seemed like he saw it better that he just worked with his own stuff while she collected supplies. After all, he got more things done on his own than with someone else trying to figure out what to do while he explained it. He was sure how far her skillset ran, though if he was the only one with supplies planning on camping out here, he could make a few guesses.*
Ronald
She looked a bit disappointed but said "Well if I'm going to be getting wood could I atleast have an axe a katana isnt the best at cutting trees." She had almost no tools on her as she thought she would just go home later but changed her mind when Terrel came along. As she was curious about him.
Christopher
"I would have just grabbed whatever I found on the ground, but if you insist..."*He'd reach into his bag, pulling out a dagger and holding it out to her.*"Go nuts."*It was needless to say, he didn't have an axe on him, then again he wasn't planning on becoming a lumberjack for the day either. If she really wanted to get wood fresh from a tree, she'd just have to make do with that.*
Ronald
Makira chuckled and grabbed the knife and said "Well I'd rather break a knife than my sword." She walked away and she would cut branches and find some wood on the ground. She would take at least 30 minutes to get the amount of wood she wants.
Christopher
"Try not to do either while you're gone."*He'd say to her as she walked off. In the time of her being gone, he would take out the supplies to start the fire, soon finding himself waiting for her return to get one started. After a while, he'd decide to start taking out various spices and food items, grabbing one of the potatoes he carried with him as he'd peel away at it with a small knife. The Elf typically packed light for moments like these. If he was lucky, he'd at least be able to get to the next town by morning to resupply again. If he was really lucky, he'd have already been there, but alas time was not on his side.*
Ronald
Makira later returned and was carrying quite a bit of fire wood which she placed down near Terrel and then sat at the tree near him. As she sat down she had put in a straw hat she had brought with her and gave Terrel his knife though it was a bit banged up.
Christopher
*Receiving his dagger back, he would let out a quiet sigh at the sight of it. Eventually he'd place it back in the bag, putting down the potato he was working on as well as he'd begin working on rearranging the several logs of wood.*"Heading to Ulnoor tomorrow?"*He'd ask her while he worked.*"Or have you wandered far from home?"*The talking at least helped fill the silence, he'd prefer to awkwardly working on the fire while she watched anyways.*
Ronald
"I might go to ulnoor but I'm not sure how beneficial that would be for a sellsword, I don't know maybe I'll be an adventurer take that job for a while. That might be a fun experience might make some good money, start a business later, and settle down somewhere on the outskirts of the city where it's quiet. That would be nice." She says coming up with some ideas for what she will do next. She then says "Anyways where are you going to go or have you not decided"
Christopher
"Anywhere is a good enough place for a sellsword as long as there is always someone willing to pay money to get something done."*In listening to her thinking future plans out loud, Terrel would using the flint to start a small spark of flame within the pieces of wood he assembled.*"You really have your whole life figured out already don't you?"*He'd question jokingly. There was a sense of amusement in it, this being the second or third person that seemed to think on ahead like this. Terrel just did things as he went until careful planning warranted otherwise.*"Heading to Mentia. Never know what you'll encounter there which is a good enough reason for me to head back. I've been trying to visit newer countries whenever I can, but Mentia at least has everything I need for longer journeys."
Ronald
"I think that ulnoor is best because it's a capital and I'm sure I could get a good start there. But I could move to runra I know runran pretty well, I'd even say I'm fluent might be nice to see some new places. Also you said something about moving back to Mentia were you born there?" She was slowly revealing more about herself the more the conversation lasted.
Christopher
"Every country has a Capitol."*He'd say casually, blowing on the fire a bit before moving back as it began to grow. With the fire finally going, he'd grab the potato and knife again, peeling the potato. Terrel would idly listen to her explaining her connections with Runra. Terrel never been there personally, but it was another place to visit at some point, after all, he did learn their language.*"I can say as an Elf, I was not born in Mentia. I lived down in the steppes."*He'd say to answer her question before suddenly changing his words as he'd begin speaking in Runran.*"I'm guessing you weren't born here?"
Ronald
She would respond in runran saying "I was born in a merchant family, a traveling one, being bilingual was pretty much a requirement. I don't know much about runra just the language so I thought I should move there to learn more." Returning to how she was speaking before "Me and my family didn't get along."
Christopher
*Terrel would raise an eyebrow, impressed enough with the woman telling the truth in her knowledge of Runra. He couldn't blame her for wanting to go with all the stories told of the place. It was only a matter of time till he went anyways. Terrel would listen to her talk about how she came from a merchant family and didn't typically get along with them.*"And why's that."*He'd ask in allowing her to talk further. Terrel didn't have much else to listen to currently anyways, though it seems like he'd be learning a lot about this Kitsune, whether he truly cared to hear or not.*
Ronald
"Young me didn't like being told that I have to be a merchant, I had a love for fighting and my parents did not, so that's how I got here. But it's not like I can go back now, I made my choices and I should continue the path I chose whether I like it or not." She says determined to continue the path she chose, she then said "But I'm hoping I can settle down one day, I have to eventually no matter how much I want to see the world."
Christopher
"Funny."*He'd say.*"Young me decided one day I was going to take up swordsmanship instead of magic and set off on my own."*It was strange how similar their stories were despite the differences in them growing up. He supposed many had the want to travel though, that was one thing countless people struggled to avoid in time.*"Don't worry so much about the future. There's a lot to do before settling. Not like there's a rush. You'd have to at least say you've achieved riches before then, right?"*He'd say, joking about their earlier conversation about the fall of a country.*
Ronald
She chuckled a bit and said "Yeah your right I need money before I settle down somewhere, maybe I'll become an adventurer in runra and settle down in a capital if I make a ton of money, might meet some friends too, that should be fun. It's good to have a plan." She would pause for a bit and say "So it's getting late if you have anything I can cook something if you want I'm a pretty good cook."
Christopher
*He'd eventually finishing the potato he was peeling, glancing back towards her at the offer of her cooking something out here.*"Know how to cook potatoes?"*Terrel would ask her.*"Only got a couple to work with if you think you can work with them."*Part of Terrel figured her for another meat eater, making it uncommon for him to find anyone that simply cooked vegetables on their own. At any rate, she offered, so who was he to deny her that?*

"It's mostly stereotypical of anyone outside of me. Not a lot of people out there who'd say they'd eat just a potato and be satisfied with that. Would you?"*He'd explain, questioning her in the last portion. With her cooking, the Elf would finally relax back a bit, his hair seemingly parting itself as a small bird would poke out from it. A Furrow.*"Oh? Finally come out to meet our new camping buddy?"*The Elf would say to the bird, glancing up at it.*
Ronald
Makira was just amazed by how a bird just appeared out of Terrels hair, but she avoided that and said "First of all I love potatoes, it's so fun to see what you can stuff them with and it taste great, but meat can be good at times. Anyways why do you have a bird in your hair, what does he like poke out your opponent's eyes so you can get the upper hand." This was said with her showing her love for potatoes along with making a joke.
Christopher
"You know what, that's a good idea."*He'd say back to her questioning if his bird attacks the enemy for him.*"I should get to training him for that. But no, he mainly just lives in my hair now after surprisingly surviving an extermination despite running head first into the exterminator."*He'd grab the bird from off his head, giving him a light rub on his back.*"That exterminator being me for the most part, but he at least tried to put up a fight so I had to give him that."
Ronald
Makira became curious "Why were you sent to exterminate the bird, also please don't teach the bird things like that it makes the bird a target. Does the bird have a name?" She wanted to talk to pass the time as they cooked.
Christopher
"Just a quick job that someone I met figured would be an alright idea. Farmer needed help getting rid of a bunch of Furrows. They are known pests you know."*He'd open his hand, allowing the small, brown bird to be more visible. It wasn't like any normal bird with its lack of wings. If anything it appeared more rodent like if not for its beak.*"His name is Tzu. Decided to keep him after he tried attacking my shoe during the whole extermination thing. Didn't do anything, but he surprised me at least."*He'd reach into the folds of his cloak, pulling out a handful of berries.*
Ronald
Makira would continue cooking saying "You told the farmer he would never see any of the furrows again and left didnt you?" She laughed a bit and went back to cooking the potatoes she then said "So what about the other furrows?"
Christopher
"The others? Killed them. Yeah, a job was a job. Not sure if any managed to escape though, sometimes there's more than you'd think. Probably another family out there somewhere by now, who knows? But as far as I know, Tzu was the only survivor."*He'd hold out the handful of berries to the bird. Soon enough, Tzu would start eating them.*"But in doing so, he now lives a life of luxury. Free meals and a new home."
Ronald
Makira just went back to cooking as she no longer had any curiosity she knew all she wanted about Terrel and silently continued to cook.
Christopher
*Terrel would silently pat his furrow in finding himself met with no response. Perhaps it was what he said to make her go quiet all of a sudden. Oh well, Terrel supposed some jobs weren't for everyone. At least it was what he assumed at this point.*"How are the potatoes coming along?"*He'd eventually ask her once the silence draw on for too long.*
Ronald
She answered with "They should be about done." She then paused and said "So did you like cook the other birds or something." She was generally curious.
Christopher
*He'd sit back up right at the mention of the potatoes nearly being done.*"What the farmer decided to do with those animal corpses are their business. I have no use for them, not like I eat meat or anything."*He'd say casually before glancing towards the potatoes she prepared.*"Are they too hot to touch still?"
Ronald
"Yeah you might want to let them sit for a bit. Anyways if your going to be a swordsman I think you should probably eat more meat or at least something that's as healthy. But then again I'm not a specialist in this category so I don't really have a reliable opinion."
Christopher
*Terrel would let out a quiet chuckle.*"I think I'll be alright."*He'd say, waiting a short bit before he'd carefully pick up a piece of the potato and would blow on it. Popping it in his mouth, he'd chew it down a bit.*"Not bad. Could use some extra seasoning, but not back at all."*He'd swallow the food.*"You cook a lot back at home or is it just something you've picked up on while traveling?"
Ronald
"I had to cook a lot in my family when they were busy" She thought to herself *Nah you lying you were cooking when they were on deaths door from sickness* "Anyways sorry but I don't have any seasoning with me"
Christopher
*Placing his Furrow on his shoulder, Terrel would reach into his bag to grab a couple of spices and would hand it over to her.*"Feel free to season your own."*He'd say before grabbing the rest of his portion of the meal. Flavorless or not, potatoes did a good enough job at making Terrel feel content. It was better to not eat his fill too much. Someone had to keep watch after all.*
Ronald
She would use the seasonings and eat her portion of potatoes enjoying it as she sat down and said "This is good I haven't had potatoes in a while"
Christopher
"Well their growing season is nearing its end. They typically don't do too well in hotter temperatures, but you may be lucky to find some in a marketplace before then if you're ever interested in having more."*He'd say, quickly finishing his small portion before moving to stand back up. His furrow would make his way back into Terrel's hair for the time being, resuming his previous shelter.*
Ronald
"Yeah maybe I'll buy some before I move cities" She takes another bite from her potato and said "You said you were going to move back to mentia is there a particular reason why if you don't mind me asking."
Christopher
*He'd walk over to a nearby tree, leaning against it as he'd gaze out towards the rest of the forest.*"It's the best place to gather information from what I've experienced there. For a country constantly at war, it has its perks in visiting."*The Elf would explain to her.*"Besides it's not too far from here if I continue south for long enough."
Ronald
"Sounds like a place where I could make some good money, maybe I should go there instead." She said slightly jokingly she then took another bite from her potato.
Christopher
"Nothing stopping you. May well make a good income from there."*He'd say with a huff of amusement.*"I've come to learn in the midst of people attacking one another, you make the most profit out of their conflict as long as you're careful. Association could kill you on the spot and put an end to that really quickly."
Ronald
She chuckled "Might stop by and do some sightseeing and maybe make some money. This place just sounds wonderful." She was partially joking she than finished her potato and said "Well I'm going to go to sleep, you have fun with Tzu." She then laid down putting her hat over her face.
Christopher
"Night."*He'd say to her as she announced that she'd be falling asleep. The Elf would glance back over to Makira for a short while, eventually drawing his gaze away to focus on the surrounding area. He'll get his sleep soon enough, but for now, he'll have to keep watch. At least he wasn't on his own. Somewhere in the locks of his hair, a Furrow roamed, silent company to him as he waited the night away.*