Mesaraih gave a quick glance back to see whether the first elven mage he had ran into was near the carriage yet. She seemed to be placing magic traps on the ground before she finally clambered on, looking a bit clumsy. He grimaced as he realized she was injured. He had nothing on him, so he wasn't sure that he could help her with anything.<br/><br/>"Don't need to tell me twice," he said, kicking down at the horse. It neighed and started cantering forward, the carriage bumping slightly on the uneven road. Mesaraih looked around, trying to get his bearings. If he followed this path, he should get back onto the main road, but he wasn't familiar enough with the territory to be sure. The last thing he wanted was to throw himself head on to the horde of advancing darkspawn.<br/><br/><span style="color: #00FF00">Valehna eyed the human suspiciously, wondering what another elf was doing with him. He didn't exactly inspire trust, and his mannerisms made it seem as if he took very little seriously. She sighed with relief when they finally took off though, and she had to admit she preferred the human on the horses than herself. She had never ridden on any creature before, not even a halla, as she didn't deem herself to have ever been in need to, and she preferred not to exploit animals for their labor.<br/><br/>Her gaze turned back to the other elven mage, whom she know saw to be injured. "Let me take a look," she offered to her. "I know a thing or two about healing magic."<br/><br/>The sun was setting lower into the horizon, bringing with it a red light in the sky.<br/><br/>"You know it's a Blight when the sky turns red at sunset," chimed in the human. <br/><br/>"Yes, I assume you've lived through many Blights," Valehna responded with disdain.<br/><br/>"Hey, I broke that girl out of her cage. And you almost killed me. Is there something I'm missing here, or should the reason you two hate me so much be obvious to me? What is it that you want from me?"<br/><br/>"I want you to keep riding. I let you in on the fact that there was a carriage here, so I owe you nothing."<br/><br/>The carriage came to an abrupt stop as the man reined the horse in. He turned in his seat to face her. "Yeah... you're right," he said, his voice measured. "You know what?" He began to climb off the horse. "It really seems," he landed with a nearly inaudible thud, grimacing and holding his side slightly, "like you two would prefer I wasn't around. I'd prefer not to be the center of your ire, especially not you, vine lady. Paragons guide you or whatever," he said, beginning to walk away. He paused for a second, cocking his head to the side. "Oh, that's right. You guys have ancestors right? Not paragons. My mistake." He raised a hand in the air without looking back, as if making a sincere apology.<br/><br/>"You'll die out there on your own. I'm sure even we could use your help. Just don't expect me to trust you so easily after what I've been through. Besides, you're injured. See any rivers or streams nearby? Because I don't, and I'm wondering how you'll find water on foot in time to clean that wound up. I could help with it, provided you stay and help us," Valehna said. She felt annoyed, annoyed at the situation for making her need people to survive, and annoyed at this human's particular stupidity.<br/><br/>The man paused. "I can take care of myself," he said. He turned around and gave her a half smile. "But since you asked nicely, I'll help you."</span>