Lucy
"Go ahead, dirty clothes will only lead to sickness" *Ulric knew this all too this well, coming from an impoverished background. He also knew that the sight of blood on one's shirt will cause concern, he fell for it after all. With this, Ulrich turned around as to give the man a semblance of privacy as he changed tops.*

*While facing the opposite way Ulric had listened to what the man had to say, how he had learned how to hunt since young. Ulric couldn't say he had learned any important skills from his upbringing , aside from begging of course. Those are days he'd rather not recall.* "Hunting is a good thing to know, these days I've resorted more towards fishing" 

"Its also a pleasure to meet you Ishikawa, though our meeting is under unusual circumstances" *This was when the man introduced himself as Ishikawa, a name Ulrich couldn't say he had heard before and a name that the man had a hard time pronouncing. Ulric's Upper Mentian accent made it hard for him to string the syllables together, yet he figured it out quick enough. It was also true that these two had met under strange circumstances, it wasn't often you run into a stranger while walking a beaten path after all. This made Ulric a little more curious about Ishikawa, his name was definitely unique for this region so was he from around here?* "Pardon me asking but you from round these parts?"
Pauline
*Ishikawa gave an appreciative nod before gingerly slipped his shirt off, putting it into one of the saddlebags on the side of his horse. He had nothing to replace it, so he slipped on the heavy fur cloak, which mostly covered his torso, at least. He murmured,* 

"You can turn around now." *Though his cloak covered most of his torso, a large scar was present on what little could be seen of his chest. It looked like it had ran deep when it was still fresh, now mostly healed.* 

"I never was much one for fishing..." *He used to be decent at it, but after an encounter that caused the majority of his scars, he found his hand shook far too much to set up a pole, let alone remove a fish from the hook. He wondered if the other had noticed his hand shaking.* 

*Wherever Ishikawa was from, it didn't seem to be from Mentia, or any of the nearby lands, for that matter. His fair skin and piercing eyes signaled he came from the north, far away from Salvania.* 

"Well, I'm quite used to meeting others in strange places..." 

*The Kitsune hesitated when asked where he was from, not being open about much of his background, but, given he didn't expect to encounter this man again, he decided to continue.* 

"I'm from lands far north from here, not ones that are well known... I was cast out to make a name for myself when I was but a boy, and I've resided here in Salvania since."
Lucy
*At being told that he could turn back around Ulric did just that. Now facing the man he could see the the man was just wearing his cloak, a scar barely peaking out from under the heavy fur garment. Ulric paid little mind to this though as he too had scars, though he did wonder about the story behind Ishikawa's scar. This was when Ishikawa mentioned his lack of interest in fishing, it was understandable in Ulric's eyes as it was only after his retirement from the military when he had taken an interest in the art.* "No worries, fishing isn't for everyone. Hell, it was barely for me before..."

*Ulric's words drifted a little, as if he reluctant to share much of his past. This drifting was cut off by Ishikawa speaking of the northern lands where he had come. Ulric hadn't ever heard of any lands far north of this continent, but then again he isn't the most knowledgeable about what lands did and didn't exist after all, it was his first real journey out of the borders of Upper Mentia after all.* "Lands far North? Can't say I've heard of 'em. I come from Upper Mentia, west of here, though it has been a short while since I've been back. Cause work and all*