Bobby
Diana Primrose
Northwind Wilderness

The sun beamed brightly onto Diana's face as she lay in a bed dust. Thinking of what her life would have been like if she were to go along with the marriage. Would her life have been easier, harder, the same? A small sigh escaped her lips as she sat up and wiped beads of sweat that were forming on her forehead. The wedding dress she wore was the only article of clothing that she had managed to salvage in her grand escape. The sounds of bees buzzing filled the unbearable silence and for a fleeting moment, Diana figured this life could be satisfied in life. But as the wind blew through her tangled hair, she knew that she would never be happy running from a much older man. Silently standing up, Diana looked over her shoulder feeling as though eyes managed to stare into the back of her skull. 
Immediately, Diana turned and broke into a run as she heard a leaf crunch. "Leave! It is not me that you search for!" She called and turned throughout the forest as it grew dense. Tears managed to swell within her eyes and Diana found herself tripping over a thorn bush. "I can't be married." She found herself whispering repeatedly as she crawled away for the sound of leaves crunching. Crawling through the thorns, she narrowed her eyes into a clearing before tugging her body away. This couldn't be how everything would go down, not without the promise of a better life. She whimpered as she found herself in a clearing. "Go away!"
Rosa
Eravan Nightwing
Northwind Wilderness

Eravan walked through the woods, his huge frame easily seen through the dense forest. His silver steel longsword shined in the sun, his tan skin seeming to glow as well. He heared his bounty target running through the woods. He took off, following the sound, intendning to catch his target. The bounty was quite pleasing, and he could always use the coin. His thought process was that if he could simply get this young lady, bring her back, and get paid, life would be good. But then again, this guy was known to be the hitter, but he *Really* Wanted the girl, so maybe he could, *Convince*, the guy to pay more for her.
"Oi! Stop running!"
He reached the clearing, seeing the hurt Diana. His posture turned from tense to caring as he knelt.
"Hey... Don't worry... I ain't gonna hurt ya..."
Bobby
Diana Primrose 
Northwind Wilderness 

As soon as the man knelt towards her, Diana flinched and backed away. "Go away. I'm not the one you want." She shuddered as she looked down at her dirty dress. This was the first act of understanding, maybe compassion, that the young girl had received since a bounty was placed on her head. The man would seek her until she became a proper housewife, maybe a mother to his children. "Don't give me to him. He is tricking you." Violently, she shot her foot into the man's knee and ignored the tears that threatened to fall. She couldn't leave due to the weight of the dress and couldn't fight due to her lack in combat training. "Kill me. He'll take me alive or dead and I would much rather be dead." All while speaking ever so frantically, she was searching for an escape; one where he would have trouble tracking her. Fear gripped her chest as she noticed his large and built frame.
 Her eyes glazed over as she wrapped her hands around her thigh, where a thorn had been embedded since she crawled away. Feeling as if there was no escape, a sob left her lips and she stared down at her lap. "Don't make me go." Pleading to a bounty hunter wasn't something that she had expected to do, well, ever. "I won't steal anymore and I will work a way out of Northwind. I'll never speak of you or what has happened with my fiance." Sniffling, she shielded her stomach away from him and allowed another sob to rack her body.
Rosa
Eravan Nightwing
Northwind Wilderness

Eravan was quite confused, seeing how she went from tryint to get him away from her to asking him to kill her. He sheathed his sword as a show of good faith, holding up his hands
"Listen, you don't need to worry about me, alright? Diana, right? I'm not like most bounty hunters. I just want to see you returned to your family. Let me help you. Those cuts need to be treated..."
Eravan moved closer, towards Diana, expecting her to try and run, and he was ready to intercept her should he need to.
Bobby
Diana Primrose
Northwind Wilderness

Diana shook her head violently. "No, not them. My parents have gone mad. They arranged a marriage, you see? By taking me back, you are taking me to a lifetime of unhappiness." Finally, the tears streamed down her cheeks and she looked towards the wooded area just behind her. Perhaps, if she played her cards her correctly, she could once again escape someone who thought they were doing her a favor. Ignoring the screaming pain in her leg, Diana quickly away from him and stood to her feet. Her innocent eyes glanced at the man that wanted to help and she knew that she could never trust him, especially because the only people she had ever trusted sold her to an awful old man. Diana turned and limped back a few steps. "You, kind sir, ought to go home. You wouldn't be doing anyone a favor in returning me. Or perhaps you aren't one to care. You just want the money." A quiet grunt escaped her lips as Diana turned away from him.
 As she limped, she knew the man wouldn't allow her to escape without a fight. Strategies raced through Diana's mind at a mile a minute. What did he want with her, would he kill her... How much money was being offered in exchange for her. The broken hearted teenager pushed herself to break into a jog, knowing her will to fight for her life was weakening. Soon, she would be caught without the will to fight... Or run.
Rosa
Eravan Nightwing
Northwind Wilderness

Eravan got up and grabbed Diana with one strong hand. He was quite young, only 19, but he was still a bear of a man. He pulled her close.
"Listen. I'm not taking you back. Not to... *Him*... I understand why you ran. If I was in your shoes, I would've done the same. The man is... Dangerous. Unpredictable."
Eravan turned Diana to look her in the eyes. His emerald green eyes seemed to pierce the soul, with a certain pain and sadness behind them, yet they still managed to be kind and gentle.
"Let me help out with your wounds, alright? I won't return you to him."
Bobby
Diana Primrose
Northwind Wilderness

Resting a hand on his chest, Diana held back all emotions that she felt but only one could be seen on her face. Distrust. Her mind wandered to the day she was to be wed, the day that was supposed to be okay. Diana gazed up at the man that seemed to be trying to help her. Eventually, the tears quit falling and she softly leaned her head on his shoulder as her whimpers subsided. "I don't love him. Don't make me go back." Her eyes closed and her breathing slowed. After the fit she had, she suspected he would think she had lost all sanity. But this was the reality she had been holding onto, like it was something that would eventually save her life, somehow. Trust was now foreign to her, though the man seemed caring and compassionate. "Don't make me go." She mumbled once again and wiped a stray tear from her cheek. Her trust didn't belong to the man trying to help her, or to anyone else for the matter.
 "My new dress is going to ruin." Diana frowned, noticing the spots of blood appearing. Eventually, Diana was silent and staring at the man that had saved her. Her thoughts were racing through her head once again. Could he be trusted? He was helping her, after all. Nervously, the young girl watched the man who was trying to aid her carefully.
Rosa
Eravan Nightwing
Northwind Wilderness

"Worry not about the dress, we will get you new clothes. What we need to worry about right now is your wounds."
Eravan reached behind him and grabbed some strips of cloth. He would lower her to the ground and began looking at her thigh, where the biggest wound was. He slowly pulled out the thorn, wrapping the open would with one strip. He then blotted up some of the other wounds and patched Diana up as best as he could.
"Now, we should hurry. We don't want the guards to find us. We should head to a village with a general store, so we can get you clothes and food."
Bobby
Diana Primrose
Northwind Wilderness

Diana nodded obediently and gripped the man tightly. Images of her fiance passed through her mind and she found herself leaning against him. "Give me your word. Tell me you won't take me back and I will follow you." A delicate look passed Diana's face as she stared at him softly. Fear was still coursing through her veins, but if she had the opportunity to leave she would take it. "Your word is all I ask of you." She muttered and continued gazing at him. She only wanted a friend, but after all of the trauma Diana had been a part of she didn't know if there would ever be a soul that she could trust again. And that left her to plot an escape as soon as she had the chance. But in the meantime, she would have to trust this man and herself. Would she be able to escape when her parents came searching, or the older man that wanted her as bride? Would this man even defend her, or would he toss her over to the man that held her bounty? Nothing could be determined so early, so Diana chose not to get too comfortable with him.
Rosa
Eravan Nightwing
Northwind Wilderness

"You have my word. I swear upon the Elements that I will defend you. I understand exactly why you want to leave him, and I will do anything in my power to keep him away from you. I believe the nearest city is Iron Gate. Once we head there, then we can get you some fresh clothes, and food."
Eravan seemed genuine. He looked at her with soft and gently eyes. He wondered what kind of man would do this to a young woman such as her. She clearly deserved none of what he wanted with her.
"Let's get moving. My horse is located at the edge of the woods."
Bobby
Diana Primrose
Northwind Wilderness

She wanted nothing more than to believe this man that stood before her, claiming an oath of protection. Diana nodded softly as they ventured out to the horse. The walk was enough to cause the young girl to grow slightly limp as she held onto the man that was helping her confidently. The man radiated a gentle nature that Diana found intriguing. How could a bounty hunter have a moral code? Once again, her hope for trust was vanquished and she sought out a means for escape. Perhaps, she could steal a horse? No, she had never learned how to ride one. "I cannot go into town. It is daylight and the guards will see me. They seek the bounty on my head and will bring me dead or alive. I am healing. You need to go. It will save yourself from such things." Diana looked away, hoping he would buy her means of escaping the man that wanted her back into the village. The only thing the young woman knew at the current state was fear and misguided actions. Perhaps, this escape would be another action that would land her in deeper trouble than she was already in.
Rosa
Eravan Nightwing
Northwind Wilderness

"Worry not about the guards. I will handle them. If they come anywhere near you, I will hurt them to the point they wish they were dead. Understand?"
As they got to the edge of the woods, Eravan's horse was shown. She was a night black color, built for long and fast travel. Eravan helped her onto the horse, then mounted himself.
"I know you still not trust me, but you must. It's either that or test your luck in the wilderness, with dozens of guards hunting you down."
Bobby
Diana Primrose.
Northwind Wilderness. 

A large smile swept over Diana's face as she looked at the fairly large horse. It was a childlike awe that seemed to sweep over her face. "I have never been on a horse." Diana spoke softly and felt the man mount her on the horse. "Its beautiful." Diana began running her hands up and down the sides of the horse. As the stranger spoke, Diana smiled at the horse and zoned out. "I don't even know your name, sir." She muttered and looked back. "You know so much about me and I don't know a thing about you?" Diana was tense as the man mounted the horse and panic rushed through her veins as she gripped the horse. As she looked down at the ground, her feet dangled and she innocently looked back up at the man behind her. The sounds of guards in the distance could be heard and Diana found herself whimpering softly. As the horse readied to leave, Diana hid her face with hair and felt her hands begin to shake softly, knowing if the guards caught them, they would both be dead.
Rosa
Eravan Nightwing
Northwind Wilderness

"My name is Eravan Nightwing, but you can just call me Eravan. I'm a bounty hunter when I need the coin, but when I don't? I simply live my life as my ancestors wished me to live. And I don't know exactly much about you. I know your name, how you look, and that's about it. Why don't you tell me a bit about yourself?"
Bobby
Diana Primrose.
Northwind Wilderness. 

"My parents were traditional and she was an idealist. The morning of my wedding Iwas taken into town to buy a new dress to fit the occasion of being wed to man with quite a bit of money to his name. I was blissfully of the man that laid in her future as I chose a dark green dress for the ceremony. My parents knew that she would never go through with it if I was aware that a ceremony would take place. They sold me to a forty year old. And I am fifteen. It didn't feel right at all." Diana swallowed the tears. "But my story is quite a bore, nothing to worry yourself with." She rubbed the horse as it began to trot down small pathways, causing Diana to grip the horse with a soft whimper. She peaked over her shoulder and frowned at the young man. "The guards are tracking us. They will catch up soon enough." She shook her head and looked ahead of the two of them, at the path they were riding down. The sun rays shined on Diana's face and she quietly hummed, rubbing the horse's sides. "Don't let me fall off." She laid against the horse and closed her eyes. The tiredness she felt coursed through her body like a parasite and she hummed with a small smile on her. This was the most human contact she had in two months, so she was extremely grateful.