Soren gripped the handle of his dagger tighter as Delphine led him down the case of stairs that hid behind the closed closet doors. He was never one for trickery or secrecy especially the kind that was found in hidden rooms with enigmatic innkeepers. He took a closer look at Delphine, observing her careful walk, the way she carried herself with an air that she would be prepared for anything or anyone, this woman had more secrets than she let on.<br/><br/>It had been a while since Soren last step foot in Riverwood, ever since a quest involving a love confession went awry he chose not to meddle there anymore, quickly devoting his time to the companions instead. In fact he had been quite reluctant to seek out whoever wrote the letter to him to come here as Kodlak had assigned him an important task that could lead to the cure for lycanthropy but ultimately his curiosity got the best of him.<br/><br/>Delphine began to tell him about the return of the dragons and as much as Soren wanted to laugh it off as a crazy spiel he couldn't shake the the feeling that she was telling him the truth. Hunting a dragon was certainly appealing in it's own right, it would be an honor to take down such a beast and it would of surely won him a spot in Sovngarde had he not given himself to Hircine and the Great Hunt. Either way, it was a challenge he wouldn't pass up.<br/><br/>The laughter and drunken tomfoolery from the inn was a stark contrast from the previous quiet and contemplative environment. It made Soren's head swim as he maneuvered his way through the happily buzzed bodies, almost sad that he couldn't be one of them tonight. He had bigger fish to fry, dragon sized fish that is. The cool night time air stroked his skin as the warrior bounded down onto the dirt path, trailing slightly behind Delphine. She paused and turned to him, asking him curtly. "Are you coming?" Referring to Kynesgrove which is where according to her, his target lay. "You go on ahead and I will meet you there, I have some business to take care of before then." He replied, it was mostly true he had to kill some witches but it was along the way, still he didn't think Delphine would want to tag along for that ride. She eyed him with a vague look of suspicion but before Soren could dig into it any further she gave him a swift nod and left without looking back.<br/><br/>Probably better this way, Soren mused, gave him time to think over the turn in events. He walked calmly on the dirt road leading out of the village. The trip wouldn't take too long, maybe a day or two depending on whether he'd stop by to pick up his stallion from the stables. A wild thing it was, brash and unbroken and just a strong as the Dragonborn himself, no other steed had proved it's worth more that this one. Soren knew it was only matter of time before he let it free, as much as he prided himself when riding it it's worth could not be contained to a single man. Getting lost in his thoughts of his horse he didn't realize someone had been following him until a woman suddenly appeared in front of him. Soren instinctively reached for his axe but as he took in her appearance he stilled, hadn't he seen her in the inn a few moments ago? Wasn't she a bard?<br/><br/>She was mentioning dragons though...which meant she had to of heard his previous conversation. A eavesdropping bard then. His hand fell back towards his side but his eyes stayed strong on her catching her serious gaze. "I appreciate the offer for help but I have no need for a bard, much less one that listens in on the conversations of others." He replied, tone neutral but his eyes never wavering from her gaze. "Besides, I need someone who can handle a blade not a lute, perhaps you would be safer in the inn."