<div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i720.photobucket.com/albums/ww210/Goayne/Male%20RPCs/link_by_teralilac-d6bo0b7_zps388c9548.jpg?t=1406231029">Dherune</a></div><br/><br/>"You have my thanks," he replied to the King with another bow before he walked next to the man's niece.  Following the redhead back to the castle, he couldn't help but find his gaze probing his surroundings with the curiosity one would expect of a new visitor.  He hoped that it would not be considered rude but from what he saw the people had little to hide.  They had all the indicators of a simple hard working people.  Even their royalty dressed mildly compared to some of the neighboring Kingdoms that he had had the pleasure of visiting.  This might have been a concern of a more petty Lord but he had not seen any signs of such pettiness as of yet.<br/><br/>Question visited his mind as they walked as well but he did not see it as his place to ask them.  He was not yet familiar with his Hosts and had done little aside from his duty in assisting them.  Turning his blue gaze upon her when she finally broke the silence between them, he nodded as he watched her ascend the stairs only to follow behind her.  His gaze shifted from her to the door and the man who opened it.  He was a wizened gentleman of a cheerful disposition.  'Elora,' he thought to himself as he finally heard the girl's name spoken.  It was as beautiful a name as the girl it belonged.  Returning his attention to Aevor he followed the man to the nests where he listened to his recommendation.<br/><br/>Stepping forward, he gestured if he could see the bird.  Holding out his hand, the Owl stepped onto it as they stared into each others eyes.  Dherune spoke something in Elvish which the Owl seemed to understand.  Returning the bird to the Maester he nodded.  "Talat is a fine bird indeed and will serve well in the errand I have for it.  May I have a quill and some sending papers," he asked.  The report as he had it would be too big for the bird.  He would need a smaller roll of paper in which to write out his message for the bird to carry.  The elves had a short hand that served just a purpose and when he received that which he required he went straight to work.  It didn't take too long but neither was something that he could rush.  Handing the new message to the Maester he thanked the man before returning his attention to Elora.<br/><br/>"I apologize if I kept you waiting," he stated with an apologetic bow.  He was but a lowly ranger whereas she was noble born and so he afforded her every courtesy.  Gesturing for her to lead the way, he said, "After you."  On their trip to the Maester he had observed much of the castle and had a fair idea of where the eating hall was.  As a guest he left the where and when of their movements for her to decide.