Although Ravus didn't seem to pay attention to Akara's horse Aryia certainly did. Rumors of the villages of Mistpeak occasionally being intimate with them were true enough, but it was more due to the culture of not seeing oneself as separate to anything else seen. Everything being one.<br/><br/>The desert princess had a knowing smirk about her of the cool connectedness of one that was so many steps ahead of the game explaining anything was a waste of breath, and others so far behind were so childshly comical mentioning it could keep them there.  Fair enough too, Aryia was used to leading while on a cushioned seat, babe on the woods ? yes. Still life was all about change.<br/><br/>Akara had mounted her steed with an ease that put Aryia to shame. The horse wasn't as strong as the ones Aryia had, but it was lean, build for speed. The ones Aryia had were more for strength, could carry a lot without noticing but they were something the lithe girl's horse could run rings around ... literally. How the horse moved was also a sign it was trained very well. Something that show horses could manage.<br/><strong><br/>"Fine steed Akara ! Fine breeding ! I heard the horses across the sands have a manner and nimbleness which puts our beasts to shame ! Perhaps after this Mistpeak and proud Aurora could consider trade ? Both of us have ships but so far ours has not ventured to Aurora for fear of how they may be received."</strong><br/><br/>As if on cue Aryia's own horse moved skittishly and Aryia put some effort to have herself facing the hero again.<br/><strong><br/>"No offense girl" </strong>she said to her own horse patting it on the neck<strong>"Your more than fine in my book, yes you can sense we are going into danger I will take care of you dont worry"</strong><br/><br/>With silent gestures Aryia motioned one of the servants to prepare the horse the desert princess didnt choose to become a pack horse.<br/><br/>To Ravus' request for the superstitious blessing of strange gods Aryia accepted, repeating the motions the man did.<br/>then handed it back to him Why not huh ?<br/><strong><br/>"As far as do we NEED all these things ? Um no. They are precautions and if not used, luxuries I suppose. Both of you are well known for the hero tasks you've accomplished. I am not, Mistpeak doesn't really have one any would want to make statues of, none we can't talk of any with pride. If this works talk of heros in songs and ballads comes soon afterwards, all the more magnificent if the presence and posture of those seeing to it was managed so no ? Refinery, bells and whistles gives much to these things"</strong><br/><br/>She winked to Ravus then nodded to the will users waiting patiently.<br/><strong><br/>"Fine witches Mispeak, I am seeing to a business which finds us parting ways for the moment. Inside seek one called Dralen of silverpines and offer your services to see this reaver managed. Ensure you talk of your knowledge of will-ring use and each spell you know or have mastered to him in detail. This reaver will have us all if we suspect each other and conserve knowledge now. Serve Dralen and the king until either both are dead or reaver is, preferable the later. Once done return to Mistpeak and create maps of what you can recall and teach the other mages there all you have learned,"</strong><br/><br/>With precise curtsies and bows the five will users moved in almost silent steps towards the palace where Aryia motioned.   Instantly afterward Aryia ordered three dozen the best of will and health potions to be purchased.<br/><br/>She tried to keep a brave face but it was obvious to Akana and Ravus that Aryia felt nervous having her own personal will-user ring leave her when she herself was going to be in danger, a fear her manner now seemed to delay.<br/><br/>Her servants returned shortly afterwards, filling saddle bags of all horses. Finally the one charged with getting weapons arrived. A rapier much like Aryia's previous and a silver dagger quickly found their way in Aryia's position and the three crossbows were soon presented to the heros.<br/><br/>http://www.talismancrossbows.co.uk/crossbows_beast.html (http://www.talismancrossbows.co.uk/crossbows_beast.html) (See the "beast" - picture them without the model eye-telescope thing (Silly ! ruins them) and in slightly different sizes )<br/><br/>Along with a quiver of of silver bolts, the lightest one Aryia placed over her back. While the medium sized one and a similar quiver was presented to the desert princess, and the largest most sturdy one presented to Ravus.<br/><strong><br/>"Our Saddle bags now hold what we need to make what I had in mind and potions now to boot. Fine crossbows yes ? Care to humor me in giving them a go ?"<br/></strong><br/>