<span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="font-family: baseballfont;">Johoel</span></span><span style="font-size: 85%; line-height: 116%;">The Traveling Merchant</span><br/><br/>Johoel smiled in agreement "Likewise, and well this" he said holding it up gently his eyes growing soft as he walked with Poe to the sound of water. "This was my mothers my sister's deemed that since I am always on the road that I should wear it, to protect me" he said the softness in his voice as a light blush covered his cheeks from speaking about himself so causally. "My father once said my mother was a binder, she had the power to control others powers" he said his mind traveling over the thoughts as if he had never really thought it over once before. Soon enough the shine of the water from a small brook could be seen as the two hurriedly closed the distance. Poe cupped his hand in the clear cool liquid it was like heaven he thought as the coolness caressed and soothed his baking skin. Johoel took small sips letting his body adjust in time enjoying the refreshing taste. Johoel sat back into the grass setting down his pack looking for his small leather pouch to hold more water in. "Well whatever that thing is, it will have to kill before taking this necklace" he said his voice firm.