<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=83324.msg3724673#msg3724673">Quote from: abandoneddolly on 05-10-2010, 02:20:29</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">The man looked at the stranger and then glanced back at Elizabeth who was eying him curiously.  The nearest town was there own, and it was not some place you just sent people to. They didn't like strangers. There was a reason it was hidden in the frozen land, to keep strangers away. Not that if he had found the town they would have turned him away, they would just be weary of his presence, and no one would trade with him. <br/><br/>Sighing, He stepped out of the wagon, and put on a small smile. "  There are no towns this way, you;ll have to go back, nothing but snow and ice if you keep going." He reached in his pocket and pulled out a crinkled worn looking map. " I'm going to meet some traders here.." He said pointing to  the spot.  " you can come if you like they might have what you need.I"m Raleigh ...and that over there is Elizabeth." He said pointing to the girl who was studying them from the cart.<br/><br/>With the introductions made Elizabeth took that as her cue, and moved closer up beside her dad. He was dressed strangely, and to Elizabeth that must mean he was on adventures.  If she wasn't afraid her farther would get onto her she would have bombarded him with a hundred questions.  As it was she just waved a small wave, and said. " Hi"<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"It is a supreme pleasure to meet you both!"  Arnst declared, though he was far from pleased with the fact that he was going to have to go back the way he'd come.  He was really not made for traveling on foot.  He offered Elizabeth a subtle wink of acknowledgement.  She was a pretty thing, but he knew better than to attract the old man's ire by showing overt interest.  "I am Lord Arnst Wrackenmul, traveler, small-time hero and happy to be of any service to you both if you will offer me but the smallest bit of space in your wagon.  You see my conveyance has broken down and I will need to find someone who will sell me some items of a magical nature since I am nearly all out of the less-useful things that is.  Though, food and drink would probably suffice for now.  What country do you herald from?"<br/><br/>He was still learning his way around the lowlands and his maps tended to be more useful when looking for the cities that floated above the clouds overhead.  This particular section of the land was absent from his map.  Only a true hero would brave his way into unknown lands seeking real adventure.<br/><br/>He waited for a response.  If the man refused to let him travel with them, the young skyfarer was prepared to offer some of his wealth to the man.  He was not above paying for convenience especially when his legs and feet ached this much.