Chantal
*Kyhlia went inside, inviting Artemisia to come in, she started the fire again and placed a kettle to make some stew*
''So what are you doing round these parts anyway Artemisia?''
Jeffrey
*Artemisia watched as the two had gone inside, before turning her eyes to the brush where her horse had been hidden. She whistled for the mane to come, which was followed by his hooves stomping onto the ground, before presenting its snowy white hair. The mane neighed at Artemisia's presence, stomping another hoof in impatience. Before long, another horse which held brown hue on its hair appeared.* "I got two horses. One for me and one for you two." *She said, before wrapping the bridle of the two horses around a nearby tree stump, before heading inside the cabin, nodding her head in acknowledgement.* "I'm here to get my blade dirty and I plan on doing so."
Junior
*Peridot eyes glimmered as she looked at the horses and her tail began wagging, she liked to look at horses*

"Those are yours?! They're so cute!" *She smiled at them and them decided to finally go inside with Kyhlia and Artemisia, as she got inside, she placed her sword and staff in a chair near the entrance* 

"So you're out here for adventure fighting creatures then? Adventures are always fun! I can see why you like it" *She acted cheerful as always*
Chantal
*Kyhlia looked at the horses with a little smile*
"Thanks, it will definitely make the travel go much easier."
*Kyhlia was preparing the stew when Artemisia answered her question, she quietly let out a nervous laugh*
"Well that's good, because that Satyr will definitely gonna have to die..."
*She was shaking as she said this, spilling a little bit of the stew on the floor.*
"You must be hungry, here have some stew, its made with the various vegetables I have in the garden outside."
*She had made three bowl of stew and placed them on the dining table with 4 chairs. She sat down on a chair and started sipping it with a spoon*
"So you are a mercenary, right?"
Jeffrey
*Artemisia felt odd being in the presence of such a cheery individual, however, shrugged it off.* "I'm no adventurer... Just doing what I'm ordered to do." *She quietly scoffed at her own statement. Her orders were broad and she didn't even know where to begin besides the minor nations. Though, it'd be quite difficult to begin her hunt for monsters after her 'squad' were massacred only a few days out in the wilderness. Artemisia turned to Kyhlia, noting her unusual name, however, didn't dwell.* "This Satyr will die in due time. If not, then our eulogy would be heroic." *She noted her uneasiness and her body convulsions. Nothing should be frightened over a creature, though it appeared to be different for others.* "I'm fin-" *Artemisia was cut off by the placement of a third bowl, unwilling to let food go to waste. She picked up a wooden spoon, before taking several sips of the hot stew, occasionally looking up with her eyes to see their expressions. Soon, she sat upright, leaving the spoon inside the bowl as she was asked an inquiry,* "Not a mercenary. If I was, I would've killed you beforehand then took your coin." *She said nonchalantly, before adding on;* "No... No. Fortunately, I'm a Templar... A glorified soldier that holds a more... Noble title? Don't actually know."
Junior
"Thanks for the food Kyhlia!" *Peridot gladly ate the stew, being careful not to get burned, eating at a rather slow paced since she liked to enjoy her food and not just eat it all at once*

"I'm glad that you can help up with this, I would hate it if we struggled alone in our fight against that... Thing..." *She still wasn't sure about this, but she knew that it would be better for everyone if that Satyr was dead, that way it wouldn't be able to curse anyone else like it happened to Kyhlia or kill any more mages that tried to fight it back*

"So you're like a kind of knight? I think it fits more with your description since they are also soldiers with a noble titles"
Chantal
*Kyhlia was silent for most of the time she ate, she was deep in thought,thinking about how to track it down. Passively listening to everything that was being said*
"A Templar, huh? Your help would be very appreciated."
*Kyhlia finished her stew and got up, getting her pipe and some herbs from a cupboard nearby, she drew some matches and prepared to light a match but asked out of politeness to the girls before.*
"You don't mind if I smoke right?"