The first rays of the sun struck the towers of the great libary and a chorus of bells rang out from the hill announcing the arrival of the sun. The day had begun for many, Masako amoung them, though instead of joining the morning choir she was sitting ontop of a white stead. In front and behind her rode a guard. Both wore polished steel armor and held thier lances at the ready.<br/><br/>The city was slowly coming to life as Masako's escorts made thier way down the city. The streets has yet to grow crowded, though the slow buzz of activity was growing. This buzz grow louder as they continued through the city. Despite the increased traffic people tended to avoid the three. Before the next sounding of the bells, then group had left the city behind and heed east.<br/><br/>Once on down the road, silence fell heavily on the group. Only the clipping of the horses shoes on the well maintained road broke the silence. The two knights watched thier uorroundings throughly as thier horses continued slowly down the road. No one made any attempt to speak or start conversation. All were disciplined against such a dangerous thing as talking as it had the habit of creating relationships.Relationships typically involved feelings and feelings always clouded judgement.<br/><br/>The road was smooth and well cared for and the day uneventful.  No unexpected delays had happened and one grain farm sifted quietly into the next. The sun glared into the eyes of the party as they made camp for the night. A few words were exhanged during the making of camp but nothing that was not needed.