It had been a while since Rizel had traveled away one again from the group, his sights were set on the mountain side that continued West toward the tainted area, however his pace along with his mount were not even trying to get to thier destination fast, nightfall was approaching and in the darkness if they had continued it would become a never ending battle for hours, bandits, wolves and other such dangers patroled the country sides, the path leading towards the tainted lands was a deep, dence forest.<br/><br/>The logical way to sort out this predicament was to set up camp in view of the forest, with this knowledge Rizel had dismounted on a pillar hill that stuck out over looking the forest entrance, remote and secluded by brush as a river also traveled between the lands f the forest and Rizel, it had become a better place than any to rest and recooperate his and his mounts strength.<br/><br/>On ground level the knight sat, his steed on the opposite side to him, his a great loss of stamina Rizel caused a faint glow to emite from rocks that were placed between him and his horse, both armoured the steed its self easily lay down even in durable thick armour, the knight dragged his legs up as he lay back with both hands placed on either side allowing him to look up at the skies, his ever red glare pierced Heavens glow.<br/><br/>---------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>"What the bloody Hell is that!" The dirty man even healed didnt like wiered ugly looking scaley things, he just couldnt stand them no matter how powerful, special or even so-called beautiful they are, "Keep that thing away from me!" He seemed demanding, not ungreatful for the help but rather afraid of the unknown, he has been a soldier for twelve years and never has he known such creatures to exist nor did he care at this point. As soon a the lady knight said another would come, a green kinsman that only tempered the man "Green gives me a head ache! And another one of those bloody things?" He lowered his head, his voice quiet comical at this point his temper seemed laughable rather than harsh and insulting.<br/><br/>"Much obliged for the help miss, but that knight gave all the help I needed, physical damage is nothing compared to what he had helped me with." His tone suppled down into a gentle lull of a tune, something a man of his gruff look didnt suit in the slightest, his armour was peirced by arow fire, his leggings shredded by sword attacks and his helm half ripped off bysomething else unholy-like, as if bitten and ripped off.<br/><br/>The man shuddered as he looked at his damaged armour, he was lucky to even be alive however when the nature of his and the black knights convosation came the man looked up suddenly. "You mean you know him?! Personally?! Bloody Hell a man before the sword and one of the Black Scythes." The man chuckled under his breath, out of fear for what he witnessed of such men under the late Emperor's rule "Well I can't tell you miss, as it is from him you'll have to gain the infomation out of." Again his voice was supple but this time it backed up his words with force, as if these matters were not for idle chatter or rumors.