Bertha
Edmund Silverstep, the Witherlands 
Frozen pines of Morn. 

Grumbling as Jestah got closer than the five feet that they agreed upon, Edmund stopped dead in his tracks and turned around to face Jestah while the man spoke. As he once again let out a quip about the noble, Edmund closed his eyes in slight frustration:

"My friend.. Indeed, it is difficult to walk around with a deep wound in one of your thighs, but, judging from past experience of days before, I can safely say that I can manage walking just a little more to get to a good shelter." Thus he spoke, looking the silly figure over yet again. "Also, do not forget about the five feet we agreed upon... If you do not wish a blade in your jugular in the near future."

Jestah then mentioned the fact that he was slightly worried about the news of him breaking into a noble's house would spread like wildfire. "As long as you are with myself, you can rest assured that any and all authorities will not question you. So I would advise you to follow the rules I instill." He responded blankly, staring out at the snowy road in front of them.. Long way still awaited them and his leg was beginning to grow sore from the terrible pain.

'At least there isn' t much blood to take care of..' the young knight thought to himself, veginning to walk yet again in the direction of Nornver
Stephanie
Jestah, Witherlands
The Pines of Morn

*Jestah would only let off a chuckle right in Edmunds face as he says the words a blade in your jugular. In fact, Jestah, would be seen to have not even flinched at any of the comments the noble had said but his chuckling stopped as he looks around the area tapping his mask with his finger seeming to be studying the area almost like he recognizes a landmark of some sort. After a minute of studying he turns to the noble and says:

"Theres be ay cabin not to far from ere... If I remember correctly. I don't remembah seein no one in der last time I slept inside of it and if we walk there now we could rest up real quick and warm up in der befoe the rest of the ten hour journey to the nearest settlement." *Jestahs tone was softer now as he would lead the way now five feet ahead of the man. He'd turn his head to face Edmund as he says with a chuckle "Don't stabs me in the back now." *Clearly mocking Edmunds fear with Jestah* "I just really wanna warm up when we get there... Once we reach dat we should have a clear path to the settlement."
Bertha
Edmund Silverstep, the Witherlands 
The Pines of Morn

"Head for it, if you so wish. I need to get to Nornver." He replied, heading forth and not joining Jestah in his small, off course adventure toward toward some 'cabin in the woods' - at this point Edmund was extremely suspicious of this petty criminal, although he hadn't done much so far.

Excited at the prospect of losing him, however, Edmund continued on his way, looking around to see if there were any more signs on the road he'd missed. "I understand, you are feeling the cold getting to you already. But I cannot head off this road now. And have no intention of doing so. So either follow me to Nornver or we shall part ways for now. I don't mind either of those outcomes, so... Break a leg." He chuckled, limping forth rather quickly.
Stephanie
Jestah, Witherlands
The Pines of Morn

Jestah was also excited at the fact he's gonna lose the honorable noble bra. Jestah reaches a hand behind his back then his other onto his chest executing a showman like bow to Edmund. Jestah then raises himself up his back cracking slightly as he turns more to the direction of the Cabin he was speaking of and begins heading off too it. He'd wave to Edmund as he was leaving saying in a cheerful tone 

"You were delightful but I got my goals, ya keep bein good with ya blade and hopefully next time ya won't have a limp whens we meets. Hope ya get that estate... Ya might just deserve it." *Jestah then raises his mask ever so slightly revealing only his smiling mouth. His smile turns into a grin as he says "And for the leg thing... Not if ya beat me to it. Now with that said a showman like me has to make a decent exist" 

*Jestah pulls his mask down over his grinning mouth as he raises a hand up. Jestah brings his thumb to his middle finger as he performs the snapping his fingers together. PUFF a purple smoke explodes out from under Jestahs feet as it engulfs him. As the smoke clears all that would be left in his spot would be a Joker card and in the distance Edmund could hear something heavy jumping from tree to tree breaking the branches*
Bertha
Edmund Silverstep, the Witherlands
Frozen pines of Morn

Returning a more elegant, knights bow which the bragger didn't deserve the sight of, Edmund turned around, not listening to Jestah's closing statements - he needed to get to Nornever as quickly as possible. He didn't see the grin nor the merc's face.. He also couldn't see his theatric exit because, by the time that Jestah'd gotten to puffing off into his cloud of dust, he was already a good fifteen meters away from the spot they parted their ways on.

He headed forth, through the wintry, desolate forest, trying not to attract anymore interesting encounters - all he needed now were a bed and a pint of fiery grog to warm his insides up and let him rest well through the soon-to-come night.
Alisha
Lumikki Eisenhald, The Witherlands
The Pines of Morn

Lumikki would wake to the sound of the fire crackling in the center of the petite cabin... A nice nap, un-inturrupted by nightmares... Hasn't happened in a while. She'd stand up as Lyla lifted her head and watched her master wander around the small quarters, from one boarded window to another. Lumi peered through the holes, unable to see much, only the thick white blanket of snow. She then noticed the wooden door was un-latched, she walked over, yawning slightly and pulled her bandana over her nose, exhaling calmly as she gently knocked the latch shut. She felt safe for a moment, and looked at Lyla, walked back over to her and ruffled the fur of the wolf that now turned it's belly to her owner. Lumikki stayed there a minute and kneeled to her, finding something small to enjoy... The simple company of a trusted companion.
Stephanie
Jestah, Witherlands
The Pines of Morn

Jestah jumps down from the leaf less branches of the trees surrounding the area. He'd land down as the snow crunches loudly under his boots. His robes were covered in the snow at this point as a small squeak would be heard coming from his pocket. Jestah let's off a sigh as he puts his hand into his pocket clearly stroking something before making his way to the cabin he once stayed in. It would take him an hour more to reach as he stops in his tracks seeing the smoke come from the Chimney tilting his head. 

"Well who the bloody ell came to this part of the forest to hide out?" *Jestah says to himself before going to the cabin door. A wise man would knock, yell out for someone, anything formal really. Jestah decides to grab the latch of the cabin door and pulls it open saying in a comedic voice "Ya know I don'ts like people breaking into me ho-." *Jestah cuts himself off as he sees a giant wolf that probably is about to maul him alive* "Well I see the wolf pelt carpet I asked for came in fresh hahaha."
Alisha
Lumikki Eisenhald, The Witherlands
The Pines of Morn

Lyla quickly flipped up from her eased position and leaped in front of Lumikki, growling and snarling at the interloper as Lumikki quickly unsheathed her dagger and stood in a ready position. "Paratus!" She called to her K-9 as the wolves growling intesified and she slowly crept forward. "What do you want?" Lumikki snarled herself, at the stranger as her beast of a wolf enclosed slowly, white fur, yellow eyes, and an intent to kill. Lumikki's glare wasn't much off, accept for, instead of, yellow eyes and white fur, she stood dressed in a black hood with a bandana under her heterochromic eyes. One brown, one blue..."I don't show mercy"
Stephanie
Jestah taps his mask as he listens to her speak as he stomps his foot down and shakes his body as the snow flies off him smacking the wolf and girl. No real danger there just a little bit of random wetness smacking against your face and clothing. Jestah chuckles softly before bowing to her not answering her quest yet as he introduces himself like a showman is speaking to a crowd 

"Well doll eyes... Names Jestah! Jestah the Laughing Showman at ya service! Best showman, trickstah, and moe of Marin. At ye service... Im's a,makin me way to a settlement but needed to makes a pitstop and ye so happen to be in me cabin I stay in ere and there, lass." *He'd turn to the fire walking over to it as he snaps his fingers and the flame seems to grow a little giving off a light roar as he sits down and pulls out a baby mouse from his pocket holding it out to be warmed by the flame* "Nots complainin though love me some company... Expecially one so lovely but i'm just ere to warms up real quick."
Alisha
Lumikki Eisenhald, The Witherlands
The Pines of Morn

Lyla would growl shaking the snow off her, un-sure of what to do, awaiting comands from her master. Lumikki would wipe the snow from her face in disqust at the lack of desency from the traveler. "Relevabor" She commanded to the wolf. Lyla immediatly relaxed her stance and trotted over to the jester, biting the clothes and yanking them, wanting to play, completely oblivious. Lumikki would dust herself off, seeing that he doesn't pose a threat. "You have no sense of direction... Clearly..." She'd mumble slightly as she sheathed her dagger, the wolf still tugging and shredding parts of his clothes. Not trusting him, but also not threatening him. She walked over to the door, closing it against the wind and latching it once more. The wolf then took interest in the mouse in his hands and took it in her mouth gently, then loped over to Lumikki who was walking back to a small stool. "Stillabunt." Immediatley Lyla dropped the mouse in her hands, she held it up by the tail. "Esurientem?" She waved the mouse slightly as the wolf barked, sticking her tounge out in hunger as beads of spit dripped and hung from her mouth. Lumikki continued to wave the mouse as she looked back at the Jester. "This your place?" She would state calmly, ignoring Lyla's barks for the "Food" She held.
Stephanie
Jestah, Witherlands
The Pines of Morn

Jestah seems to stay calm as he rubs the wolfs head as it pulled on his pants as she ripped the cloth it would reveal his pants made of leather underneath the robe. He'd push himself up from the floor the floor creaking underneath Jestah, he'd slowly approach the woman swaying as he flicks his wrist and a deck of cards flies out of his sleeve. Jestah shakes the deck as all the cards fly out from within landing somewhat smoothly on his left palm. Jestah would flick his left hand as a card flies out and explodes into confetti as he chuckles at this saying "Huh... Not what I was goin foe but i'm impressed." *Jestah then hears Lumikkis question and simply states 

"Yes and no, doll eyes, I live ere once in a while but it's not my house officially nevah bought it but since this shite is abandoned nevah thought anyone would stop by." *He looks her up and down* "But of all people ya really are the most eye catchin ahhaha." *He'd snicker as he holds his hand out as the mouse jumps from Lums hand landing onto Jestahs as it climbs up to his shoulder snuggling into his neck* "Got any bread,cheese,whatevah? Lil guy is starvin."
Alisha
Lumikki Eisenhald, The witherlands
The Pines of Morn

She would scoff at his flattery and cheap tricks. Though slightly amused at his easy going attitude and calm personality. Lyla would loop around the stool she sat on and lay at lumi's feet. She would reach in her pouch and pull dried meat, tossing it to the wolf. Feeling slight sympathy as she looked at the tatered clothes of the jester, she'd reach into a pouch on her leg and pull out a small loaf of stale bread. "This is all I've got..." She'd break the bread in half and hand him the half gently in an extended hand. Lyla yawned and stretched, lowering her head. Noticing the relaxed disposition of the wolf, Lumikki began, "Also, the name's Lumikki, not 'doll face'" She would say with a slight urch at the nick name.
Bertha
Edmund Silverstep, the Witherlands
Frozen pines of Morn

Meanwhile the knight continued on his way towards Nornver. His thigh was hurting like a beast and he was tired, but yet... There was a twinge of satisfaction tingling inside him - he was alone once again, back on his course and, hopefully, would not meet anyone else besides the villagers from the settlement ahead. Darkness slowly lowered itself onto the Witherlandian sky, turning it a deeper shade of blue - the night was, once again, upon Edmund and he needed to either pick up his pace or settle down for another night.

He stopped, pondering the two options of his and looking out, into the cold dark beyond. Suddenly, a flash of light gave him hope - he was closer to the village than he estimated! He grumbled and growled with a smile, pushing his hurting leg to its limit as he began to almost skip towards the distant flame, full of hope.
Stephanie
Jestah, Witherlands
The Pines of Morn

*Jestah had reached in grabbing the piece of stale bread. Jestah had inspected it a little before reaching over to his thigh pulling out a blade as he had pressed the blade harshly against it and cut off a small piece. Jestah then takes the small piece offering it to the baby mouse as it grabs it and begins biting into it like it was the most savoriest thing the little mouse had ever eaten. Jestah then looked to Lumikki and chuckles at what she said before replying with.

"Ya knows I said dolls eyes cause of the toy like nature of em nots dolls face. Though I do thank thee foe the bread will come useful untill I gets into town. Soooo *Jestah had tapped the mask like he was thinking* "Lumikki, what brings ya here? Alone in the freezing area known as only the Frozen Pines of Morn."
Alisha
Lumikki Eisenhald, The witherlands
The Pines of Morn

"Doll eyes~" She would roll hers as she spoke, drawn out and sarcastically. She placed her hand on her dagger's sheath on her upper thigh, uncertain of his actions with the dull blade he held. "I was... Just passing through is all. I tend to... Travel-a lot." She said, hiding something that wasn't so easy to spot. Lyla stood up and walked back over to Jestah, rubbing her head against his leg and playfully nipping at his arm. "Veni..." Lumikki commanded, the wolf quit what it was doing and moseyed back to her, sitting tall. Lumikki's eyes wandered back up to the jester, studying his frame and attire. "What's with the mask?" She said, as she gestured to her own bandana that masked her face. The wolf then rolled on her back, clearly comfortable and calm with the company. Lumikki noticed and figured he couldn't possibly have bad intentions, considering Lyla would pick up on it quickly. She looked back at the Jeser, curious as to what lie under the worn out mask of his.
Stephanie
Jestah, Witherlands


*Jestah pulls the blade back to his side, sliding it into his holster. He'd spend a moment to studying the clearly well dressed female infront of him before shrugging casually at her question. Jestah would take a moment to think about her question not saying much before snapping his fingers as he holds his arms out to his side pretty much indicating look at me as he replies with "I wear dis ...For my own reasons not too hide, not to runaway from something but just cause I want to make those around stare at me. Too wonder what I am, to ask questions, to be intrigued because that's what makes a showman great. To capture your audience and clearly it's working with you."
Alisha
Lumikki Eisenhald, The Witherlands
The Pines of Morn (cabin) 

"Tch" She would roll her eyes at his final remark, knowing it was true, that she was, in fact, intruiged. She wanted to know more, so she stood up. Lyla followed, as lumikki walked over to him, playing a role, what she does best, getting close to her targets. She would bat her eyes once and draw a devilish smile as she lifted her hand to the cheek of the mask and gazed into the eye holes of the mask. "Well what if we... Took it off?" She smirked, still using her acts to the best of her ability and it was working. The wolf wagged her tail and watched the two stand, their faces inches apart. "So what'll it be?" She ran her hand down the cheek of the mask and wrapped her fingers around it gently, as her opposite hand held close to her dagger, just in case, but it was unnoticed. *Get close to you're targets* She thought as she gazed into the dark slits of eyes.