Andrew
He still hated the indoors. Months later and that had yet to change for him. It was frustrating but luckily there were few people who seemed overly aware of it, or who even cared. It was that discomfort however that drove Amos out of the city and into relative quiet. The woods were quite a different place than where he had grown up and they were becoming more comforting than he'd ever anticipated them being.

Amos measured how far out he had gone from the city limits, remembering his sister's latest attempt on him, and knowing that if had to keep a reasonable closeness for safety. Still, he felt himself relax without the constant racket of people, businesses, and general noises that congealed in such close confines. 

He smiled, feeling he'd made quite a bit of progress since he'd first escaped his chains. It was sort of nice, just being able to walk in the quiet and remember those he had met since then.
Kimberly
"Gyaa!" He shouted, whipping his reins on his horse to keep it going as fast as he could. His horse neigh upon his response as it keep on galloping on a faster pace than usual as it was. Iseldir's thought was simply keep on going as fast he could now. There was a little time to spare he had with, so he had to be fast. Taking the short but a narrow route through a thick, humid and dense forest, Iseldir couldn't resist the environment around him. 

*Nature... A fresh breath of life...* It was a woody heaven for the wilds animals that lived in this types of environments. The aged trees had creaking branches, but despite that, scurrying squirrels that lived around it contined to searched for food under bristles of wispy moss. Berries that lay ripening under the leafy dome of the forest. It felt home, for sure.

The next moment he kept on going through the route, he saw an familiar figure in a glimpse as he kept on moving through the trees around him. In a instant, he quickly brought the reins of his horse, settling it down to a stop suddenly as the horse neighs in response. Iseldir brought his horse to the direction where the familiar figure he just saw, his eyes widened and squinted a bit as he tries to figure out who it was.

The figure were that of a half-elf from the looks of it, and he had a long white hair that could lengthen to his shoulders at least. It fell familiar to him, and a word quickly sprang in his mind. "Amos?" He spoke, curious in his answers as he called out to what is seemed to be his friend.
Andrew
There was a definite sound of a traveler, and it was somewhat surprising. Amos expected most of them to stick to the main roads where most felt safer from the denizens of the woods, and unexpected ambushes. His initial thought was that it was the latter, but it really only sounded like one horse and it was moving quickly. Bemused, he paused to turn and track the sound, for once thankful his sensitive hearing was not something lost over the years.

Catching sight of the robes he paused, recognizing the color and changing his path to bring him closer as he saw the horse suddenly brought to a halt. It seemed it was a good day for reminiscing though; He blinked realizing who it was and smiled even as he heard his name. One of the first individuals he'd found himself happy to know after escaping.

"Iseldir?" He picked up his speed, pausing with a sense of growing concern. Why had he been going so quickly? "Where are you going so quickly?" His first thought was of the other Druids, and that Vampire that had been with him the first time he met the older Druid. It was a longshot though, he hadn't heard hide nor hair of that vampire since then, and didn't think the man would call out so calmly if his people were in trouble.

The 'half elf' at least seemed better off than before; Less lean, and with clothes better cared for at least. Also he wasn't beaten and unconscious.
Kimberly
He couldn't believed what he saw at first, and frankly enough, he had somewhat grateful feeling within him that he were able to meet Amos in such a place out of a sudden. Still, he wondered what was Amos doing at here anyways. *He probably still living the nomad life as usual... Just like... Me* That's what he thought to himself at first, for the least.

Iseldir settled down from his saddles as he hopped himself off from it onto the ground. With that said, he slowly as well approaches his long time friend he had not met for a long time, to which months can be said as well. "...I have taken upon a quest recently." He said, stopping his footings after arriving in front of Amos direction. "...A quest that is in a dire matter... Peoples that are needed of help... They are being stranded somewhere else, and couldn't get out ever since.." He explained his intentions for what he came here, and at the mean time, he also offered his long time friend a hand shake as well as a gesture for their short brief reunion.
Andrew
A nomadic life seemed about on the mark. While his clothes were cared for, they were simple, and he had a pack that while light was probably enough to carry whatever belongings he had. Especially if he had precious little to call his own. Once Amos was close enough he waited for Iseldir to dismount from the horse, looking at the creature with a small smile, then focused on the Druid.

Hearing the explanation however, Amos frowned slightly. "Stranded somewhere else, or kept there?" He asked, reaching out to grasp the man's hand and expression softening. "Though I can see why you would be hurrying now. Is it far, and do you need help?" He imagined that the Druid could deal with things himself, but it never hurt to have another about to help. And, well, he owed him for his help and for his friendship.
Kimberly
Iseldir felt his hands were gripped firmly by Amos shake, but it was nothing much of a deal. He retracted it back shortly and lifted a small smile he can in response. "...From what I had from the details I could get, I was told that they are stranded in a cave or something that is nearby around this place." He spoke, in response to Amos's question regarding on the matter. "...I am not sure about the peoples are still alive or not, there have been adventurers and peoples like me have taken upon the quest before. But none of them came back without a word either..." He continued on with his words, and drew in a short but deep breath shortly in order to keep up with it.

"...Other than that, this quest have going on for about a month now. So I decided to take the quest upon me." With that said, he sighed but quickly turn his sight on Amos himself upon hearing his help on the matter "...Well, if you wanted to assist. That is. I wouldn't mind either, my friend." He told him about it, and he was fine if he could come around if he could.
Andrew
The more Iseldir spoke, the more the situation gained an ominous ring to it. While he distantly puzzled about the number of people who may be simply gone due to the same intentions the Druid had; A need to help others. He inhaled slowly and let it out, that notion cementing his need to make sure that Iseldir did not go alone. 

"Sounds like plenty of other able bodied folks have gone and not come back then..." He mused, rubbing his neck. "Which doesn't seem to bode too well, unless something is keeping them there willingly somehow." Which he supposed could happen, but seemed even more menacing than dead folk to him. Just unsettling. 

Pausing as the Druid accepts the help, he smiles quietly, "Well, it would be the least I could do. And I bounce back quite a bit quicker from injuries now compared to before, so you wouldn't have to worry too much about me weighing you down."
Kimberly
"....Then, we should head out now as we can. Hopefully... We could get this done before night comes." He spoke, nodding his head as well after hearing Amos's answers regarding about the situation. With that said, he slowly approaches his horse as he hops onto its saddle again. Dragging its reins, Iseldir slowly brought the horse turning around for the direction where their quest should be supposedly at. His grip over the reins were simply firmed as he turned.

Before he headed out, he slowly turn his sight back over at Amos and faintly smiled for a moment. "...And also, thank you for coming... My friend." He said, and he was grateful for his assistance in this certain quest he had. Seconds later, he brought up the reins of his horse and whipped upon it, giving the signal to head out as its gallop forwards in its direction.