<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-size: 200%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #FF8000"><span style="text-decoration: underline">Gabriel and Micheal</span></span></span></span></div><br/><br/>An older man in Iron Wolf armor nodded to Gabriel's orders before heading away to begin implementing them. Gabriel watched the soldier move away for a moment before decided to hit the town with the time he had for now. As he made his way through the main gate he missed the commotion that seemed to be dieing down nearby.<br/><br/>Meanwhile Micheal gained an amused smile at the young woman's worry before he spoke, "If the Zunists are anything to go by he seems to hold more of a 'keep it out of my view and I will ignore it' attitude but I could be wrong. Anyway if your helping his trusted knights I am sur..." the words died on Micheal's tongue as he saw Gabriel walking out of the gate and toward the town. At the sight he grit his teeth and tightened his grip on his sword the word bastard escaping under his breath.<br/><br/>Clueless to the anger being directed toward him Gabriel walked toward the city in search of wine and entertainment with a smile on his face. A nearby patrol, noticing their leader walking toward the town, moved in step behind him silently watching over him as the party moved toward the city.