The giant of a man's gaze was no longer on her as she spoke."Then how much do you think you are worth?" he inquired in his deep tones as he came to a stop by a butcher's shop. A brief glance over the hunter's wares and a single gold coin later Valencar lugged the carcass of a cleaned wild boar over his shoulder and a sack with three fifteen pound steaks inside...the meats there more expensive as they were the choice cuts from the buffalo they were taken from. Valencar said nothing else as the town eventually made way to the woods as they travelled.<br/><br/>The trees gradually began to thicken and grow bigger, eventually leading them into a large clearing where a large fire pit was dug and a spit hung over the cold coals.<br/>Valencar lumbered over to the fireplace as he lugged the meats with him. Clearing his throat he then spat into the fireplace and a sudden blaze erupted from the formerly cold coals, as if they had been struck by napalm.<br/><br/>Sitting down roughly by the fire the giant did little to relax. His boots and sword remained on his person as he lifted the wooden spear from the roasting spit and began to skewer the steaks through a corner. "Starting today...you are no longer a slave." He broke his silence with his deep tones then slipped the carcass from his shoulder and held it to her by the beasts heavy leg. "You have pride still...that is good. But a slave is weak, fed little to keep it that way. Shift forms and break your fast, your body will need all the strength this boar had. Take it, then take off any cloth that covers any wounds...I will tend to them as you rest."<br/>Turning his attention back to the fire he rotated the steaks. "...Tomorrow we go to town to get you proper traveling attire and a useable weapon for you. Your stare freezes but stone statues are only so useful. So shift and do not avert your gaze from me, you cannot freeze me."