Joe
*Many days had gone by in the forest. Hunting animals, sleeping in trees, finding clean water. Zed and Isabelle had traveled quite a long way, and it's a wonder he hasn't left her. He's an assassin and a thief, after all.*

*Walking through the massive oaks, the thickness of the forest begins to thin, rays of sunlight piercing through. Zed holds his hand out in front of his eyes to shield them. He doesn't like bright light, and quickly pulls his hood over his head. In the distance, a massive mountain could be seen. The path to Irunia was there, somewhere.*

"We'll be going east. It can get cold in the mountain, so you'll need more than just the bedsheet. We'll stop by a town and get you some proper mountain clothing."
Janita
The days Isabelle traveled with Zed through the forest weren't so bad as she expected, but still made her suspicious about the man. She didn't know his intentions and why he would stay with a insignificant slave like her. He could just have brought her to her owner and receive his reward. Anyways, deep inside her she felt grateful for at least being saved from her old life.

As she walked with the Macen, the fae would look around thw forest with a mixture of feelings. It remembered of her home before turning into a slave. The fading memories still coming to her mind sometimes. She noticed as Zed pulled his hood on, one of her eyebrows arching with a bit of confusion. She raises her right arm to block the rays coming toward her eyes, her left hand holding her book. Isabelle would turn at him, her face turning up as she was shorter than him, while her arm still covered her eyes.

"Okay. Uhm... Sir, where are we exactly going?"
Joe
*Only a few trees remaining. Great. All his shade would be gone. Fortunately, a town could be seen quite close to the base of the mountain. They would head there.*

*Zed still wasn't sure why he was taking care of this girl, a slave. Hell, he could be rich right now. Contrary to what most practitioners of magic said, money helped. A lot.*

"We'll be heading to Irunia. It's safer there than Salvania, since I assume your former master is from there. It's also better than Silnaria. I can't stand High Elves. "
Janita
"Irunia? I never went there, I think. I don't remember very well." 

Isabelle removed the arm that covered her vision, her lilac eyes looking at Zed curiously. She wasn't quite comfortable yet with that stranger, but there was nothing she could do. Trying to escape would be useless, since he was certainly faster than she was. And she didn't even want to imagine what her punishment would be if she ran away. Hearing about the elves and the little anger he seemed to have from them, Isabelle raised an eyebrow.

"Sir Zed, you don't like elves?"