Name: Blaque<br/>Location: Forest Clearing just within the Macedon border<br/>Tagging: Senadra, Isolde<br/><br/>Now this place was just getting crowded. Still, Blaque kept a close eye on the newcomer. Looking over the black haired woman, taking notes. First was her attire. Her outfit looked more like a holy cleric. The white and gold trim gave it away. She was no bandit as she looked properly cleaned... near goddess-like in the sunlight. There was no book he could see she was carrying, so there were no magic tomes. Even if there was a book with her, he would only assume it was a holy scripture or something. What he did notice was; assuming she used one, the staff she held and used it. He easily recognized it as being a heal stave. His mother always had one at the ready for major cases. The woman herself looked and moved as though she'd never hurt a fly or heaven forbid, kill it. Still, he knew that looks could deceive, If she really meant no harm, then leaving these two would be fine. He would also have no issue leaving a vulnerary and some more of his food behind for them. After all, he could easily survive out in these woods. Nature was his home.<br/><br/>Still, as Blaque kept listening in on the unfolding scene. He learned the new woman, Isolde was a cleric as he originally summarized, but was from Grust. Which raised a flag of concern. What was a Grustian doing so far south? Religious pilgrimage? As well to the facts about Senadra. She was not a wyvern rider at all and knew near nothing about wyverns. Thus, when the battle at the encampment ensued, she must have taken it, either from an enemy or fallen savior and just flew. At least she got out alive, but if she chose to be a rider... she would need to learn... Maybe his father could be of help? For that, he would need to take Senadra to his home village. then, what about Isolde? What to do indeed. Still, at least Senadra was gonna be better sooner than later. Already making things much better situation wise.