<strong>Marco Xantelli- On a ride through the forest paths</strong><br/><br/>The Rover had a decent suspension system that kept the bumps and jostles of the uneven path to a minimum. There were low lying branches ahead that the vehicle seemed to be on a crash curse with, but they lifted out of the way as the vehicle cruised by. Marco blew smoke around as the air lapped at their hair. The windows were down so that the passengers could enjoy the beautiful day that was gracing the island.<br/><br/>It would only be a few minutes until they reached the Manor without going through the port village. All the while Marco's fingers tapped his upper leg as he held the Davidoff with his left hand. The end of the cigar went between his lips and took a smooth drag, breathing deeply before releasing the smoke he smelt was heavenly. It didn't occur to him that perhaps she wasn't so fond of the smoke from a finely aged cigar.<br/><br/>"No need to be scared, you're lost right?" he said, "Well, I'm here to help. You could not be luckier than to be by my side right now. Once we get to my home, I will have a room prepared for you. I expect you to take a bath, get some rest, and get dressed in proper attire to visit my office for the morning interview. The servants will be on call to assist you with anything you need. Just be sure not to leave the manor until I find out why you're here and what I can do for you."<br/><br/>The Rover pulled up to the entrance of the manor as he finished speaking.<br/><br/><strong>Next Post Xantelli Mano</strong>r ------------------------>