Anora watches the man as he speaks of her long tale of a life she has endured for so very long. His features are somewhat similar so he speaks the truth she had once seen him or at least a relative of his. But with the Old man and Kia's words it seemed to answer the crowds words. Making our way to the edges of the town a few people had given us what supplies they could it was time to move into the inner city's. As the two moved a steed on each side of them the soft murmur of the horses as they walked the sky turning into a shade of orange and violets. Anora was thinking of ways to stop her sisters permanently but first they need others to help them. you know kia, we need help and not just anybody we need others with special skills things we could use; do you know others that are willing to help and not betray us. anora asked.