Mary
*Dulcinea had made it to a new town once again. This time they least were not arriving so late in the day. There was no rush to run off and find an inn to stay in before the sun set though that was still something they would need to handle later. Dulcinea would look around the town as they made their way into the place. Checking out the town square as it looked nice. Something they weren't expecting to just see a well in the middle of the town. They didn't see that as often in towns as they had been traveling. Though the whole place just felt more alive and welcoming to a traveling by the look.

Dulcinea would head over to the well and sit down by it, they were tired and needed a break. This also was a way to make it so others couldn't easily sneak up on them, sure they could lean over the well but it wouldn't be so easy to get behind them to and do something. They would just watch the crows jumping around on the ground for a bit, wondering why they were so close to the center of the town. Maybe someone was giving them food.

Though would eventually stop watching them and take out their little bag of coins. How much did they have left to make it to were they wanted to go? They hadn't found a good magic teacher yet or even a friend so they just kept on moving farther away to find someone. Most were wanting a lot of money or didn't want them to be a student because of their small amount of magic. They didn't blame those ones, they would probably only be able to learn very little and it wouldn't really be worth it in the end for a teacher. Least not for a good teacher that is. Dulcinea would look up to the sky to see the clouds, they made sure their face was always hidden as it would usually scare others. How many times had they wrote down their questions to others asking for help or if their was a teacher around? They were sure they probably needed a new book soon to write in again as there was not many pages left. But for now they were okay with just resting here*
James
*Andren had been in Broughton for about half a week or so. It had been a decent town, far better than the glorified trading caravan he had been from. Around here there were inns and actual commodities around.*

*He exited the inn, paying whatever the due was for the night. Before giving a keeper a wave as he exited. He might head somewhere else today, not that he had a reason to travel at all anymore. However, even if he was minor nobility, that did not spare him from the dangers that came with being nobility. He had a crest on the shoulders of his shirt. A white saltire on a blue background containing two Warhammer upon the Saltire.*

*He took a swig from his canteen before spitting it out. Making sure to miss anyone nearby.*

"Bleh... Tastes like metal..."

*He sighed walking over to the well in the center of the city. It was clear his water remained stagnant too long. Where he noticed Dulcinea, a Scathis? He gawked at her for a second before blinking a couple seconds.*

"I apologize, that was incredibly rude of me."

*He started to raised the well up, dumping his canteen and refilling it once more.*
Donald
I'm good with being pinged./
Mary
*Dulcinea would look at the strange, they seemed kind of busy but with noticing her they had stopped. What were they seeing that anyone else wasn't? It wasn't like others could just notice what she was. She would grab her book and write in it before holding it out for him to read.* "You noticing new person in town." *There skill of writing was not good but they didn't like the thought of just speaking in a person's mind as it could scare someone. They had done it in the past and didn't line how the person reacted.

Making sure to be out of the man's way, she would observe him a bit. At least he was not rude as some liked to act. Just because they wore a hood to hide doesn't mean they were completely invisible to others. That type of thing made traveling annoying because some just simply didn't care about others. Some towns even seemed to hate a newcomer and wanted you gone as soon as you took one step into the town.

Though this wasn't the case for this town which was nice. The people didn't seem to just hate or want to make fun of a newcomer. Though Dulcinea also chose to hide the fact of what they were usually out of fear for their life. They didn't want someone to decide to attack just because of their body looking like a void. It wasn't a choice look, but one they had none the less. There was a lot of mystery to their own body they didn't quite understand still. What all could be learned very few got the chance to discover.*
James
"Yeah, yeah, something like that. I come here quite often since there's plenty of caravans around. This town has had the same faces everytime I've came and visited. I stop by here plenty during my travels. Typically there isn't any new faces around here outside of people coming in on caravans. So I stared at you, which I apologize for, that was quite rude."

*He took a sip of water. It tasted quite nice, he gave a small smile before afixing it to his belt.* "So that does raise the question if you don't mind. What are you doing in Broughton? Looking for trade or are you a visitor?"

*Broughton was always a good palce to stick closeby as it was typically a rest stop for most caravans. Although the capital was always a good place to go to if needed, but for the most part it was around the same area in Alynthi that he traveled.*