Again, Sain stood silent as yet another joined their group, yet slightly amused that so many would be stubborn enough to ignore Kell's wishes. He could see the annoyance in his face, yet failed to see how the arrival of another friend seemed to lighten spirits of the girl.<br/><br/>Placing a hand on Kell's shoulder, he gripped it assuringly, "Mordan. You worry too much. Relax. You cannot foresee the future more than I so let us just start the journey with present company and just see what is in store. We will take the hardships as they come. Let us go."<br/><br/>Sain shouldered his scythe, the blade hanging behind the large mound on his back. At the other end, a black chain hung and swayed back and forth. The image of him with the dark weapon and black robes seemed rather ominous, his friendly disposition in contrast to it.