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On his way to the city, Nero and his companions had encountered a caravan missing its horses; it was an older man and what seemed to be his daughter, farmers probably, who were headed in to trade. Nero struck up a conversation, and learned that they had come in to purchase much needed medicine for the farmer's wife back home. Their horses had been scared off by something they didn't get to see, and they'd been stuck here for a while. Others had passed them by, ignoring them, as they were also caught up in their own important affairs.
*How awful. That people could all live together but be so disconnected, of course I'll help, but I can't understand how others can suppress their sense of good instead of providing trivial help. These two are too far from the city to make it on their own, and surely they'll be robbed if left here.*
Nero offered a deal to the farmer, in exchange for telling him stories, he and his companions would carry their caravan into town. His lie this time was that they were monks from a monastery, as he needed to explain away the robes. In truth, those following him were his summoned skeletons, disguising as the living to not cause any fear. The initial distrust didn't last too long, as their situation was hopeless otherwise, and the farmer sought dearly to come back home and save his wife. With two on each side and one watching the road, they marched forward.
Sophia
*Melody would be gradually making her way along the road from city. For the majority of her time there, she had mostly been exploring and helping out where she could in her passing the time while she continued to search around town for a nice guild to at least help her obtain the position of a captain. She did her duty back in Mentia, though her ambitions had carried her further. To Salvania to be exact. Passing by the main gates, the Centaur had heard gossip from those mentioning some cart left broken down along the road to the city and, figuring it mustn't be too far with people talking about, Melody decided to head out to see if she could help.

She made sure to keep cautious, not quite sure what the damage would be when she got there, but in the distance she would soon come to notice the caravan just as she's heard. Perhaps there were people hurt or injured needing rescue. Melody wasn't too sure, but she hurried along at a purposeful trot. It wasn't until then that she began noticing the robed figures crowding around it, leaving her in a mixture of confusion and suspicion of what could have caused the need of so many people. Slowing down slightly, Melody would wait until she was in earshot before passing a glance over to the strange group.*"Is there a problem here?"*She'd call out to them.*"I got word of a situation on the road. I'm here to help."
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*Who's this? Many thieves I've had the misfortune to cross paths with feign an innocent desire to help; on the other hand, they tend to work in groups. Best not to fall into prejudice; my experience on its receiving end has taught me better.*
While the 4 carrying the carriage were covered fully by their pale, sand-colored robes, the figure closest to Melody had his hood kept down. It was noticeable that only his robes seemed to be filled out, with a body underneath; the others were slimmer to the point you'd confuse them with floating rags. A large straw hat cast shade onto what little part of his skin was visible, and although it was dark, you could make out a blue tone to his features.
The group came to an eerie halt, like they had been suddenly frozen as the one wearing the hat looked over at the centaur before them. A rather surprising voice came out of him; you could describe it as full of youth, and hope.
"Hello there."
His demeanor was very welcoming, not the kind where it's artificially crafted to come off as such, but the kind where you could sense that those words had come from a peaceful mind.
"What you heard was right, these poor farmers were stuck out on the road as their horses ran away." He explained.
"My brothers and I journeyed here from our monastery, when we found the scene we stretched out our hands immediately, now we're carrying them the rest of their way."
Sophia
*Melody would eye the person, taken aback slightly by his tone a voice. It was unexpected, but nevertheless while he spoke to her, she found her gaze traveling slightly to his supposed 'brothers' carrying the carriage. Melody supposed even she came from a big family, so it wasn't the most obscure to be happening if not for the strange outlines their cloaks made for them.*"Brothers... Right, right."*She'd say in a light yet dubious tone, nodding along to his words in her uncertainty of the situation. Eventually she'd refocus on Nero for the time being, holding out a hand for him to shake as she'd return the friendly greeting, but with a hint of confidence added to it.*

"My name is Melody Vander, working Bounty Hunter and current patroller. You wouldn't be happen to be looking for an escort to town would you Mr-?"*She'd say, cutting herself off in giving him the chance to finish the name for her. Melody wasn't sure if he was planning on introducing each of his brothers as well or not. They seemed so statue-like in them standing in the background. It was odd to say the least.*
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"Nero"
He met her hand with his; it was larger and covered in a cloth glove. Up close his blue skin was much easier to see, and right under his hat his eyes could be seen: They were a wood brown, and had wrinkled up as he smiled.
"We are new here, so a guide would be very helpful. I think you can tell we're an odd group no?" He chuckled, self-aware of their appearance.
"We come from a far away land, and I trust that you won't lead us into a volcano, so guide away." Every word he said seemed to contrast heavily with his first impression; his sense of humor and friendliness all seemed genuine, however.
In his head, Nero knew that he had to stay weary to keep up the monk act. There'd be no way to get his summons into the city, as they're far too suspicious, and he could tell the young centaur was perceptive; with the way she eyed the skeletons; she surely sensed something was amiss.
Sophia
*She'd draw her hand away from his upon shaking it, glancing towards them as he mentioned the others.*"Yeah...?"*She'd say mostly as a question in agreeing with how odd they were.*"I've grown up in a large family too so not the strangest I've seen. I'd assume you lot were just a bunch of twins, but seems like your brothers must be a bit shy, huh?"*She'd say with her own nervous laugh to Nero's chuckle. Deciding to turn around to begin leading them back, she'd gesture on ahead, saying:*"Come on, the gate isn't too far from here."*After the words left her mouth, she'd begin heading off towards the city, making sure to keep a slower pace in her knowing that she could tend to move at a faster pace than most when she wasn't paying attention. She supposed it was just the excitement at times.*"It's nice of you to help out these farmers. Not a lot of hands on deck out here I suppose. You said you guys were traveling from a monastery? Where in?"*She'd ask more curiously in making light conversation with them. Talking helped remove the on edge of the feeling at least. It definitely made her feel better anyways.*