Ferenan (http://www.animewallpapers.com/game/magna/full_15.php) mounted his black mare and trotted forward before the carriage made its way through the gate.  He had no idea why they had to do this so late but it wasn't his place to argue.  The mare's breathing was steady as he scouted the forest path ahead before signaling for the carriage driver to start forward.  The moon was high overhead as he escorted the woman he had been protecting ever since he was adopted by the McLaurens.  Ferenan looked to the moon and sighed as he knew that an outsider was to be brought in tonight, he did not like this idea.<br/><br/>Being born to gypsies, whom were later executed for the use of magic, Ferenan was able to use magic though was told by Cedric Mclauren to never use it again.  Of course Ferenan at first disobeyed, still using his powers to cause trouble and mischief around the manor.  Year after year he slowly learned to love the manor and the Mclauren's for taking him in.  Cedric Mclauren had him trained as a soldier to protect Megara, which to this day he does with out question.<br/><br/>Ferenan stayed ahead of the carriage the entire way, the plates of his black-blue armor scraping softly together as he gave a signal to stop every now and then.  The wood were quiet save for the owls and smaller prey creatures, the predator's dead silent.  Holding the reins, he guided the horse to the hill where<em>The Hilt</em>stood and where Megara's new bodyguard waited.<br/><br/>Ferenan dismounted the mare, his eyes wandering over the surroundings of the establishment.  Not being pleased with this idea in the first place, now being here confirmed why he thought it was a bad idea.<em>'Lord Cedric cannot be bloody serious... This place is a pig's sty.'</em>He thought to himself as he turned to face the carriage.  Watching as Megara emerged from the carriage he bowed slightly and spoke,<strong>"I do recommend that we leave and tell your father that there were no suitable choices that met your standards."</strong><br/><br/>