If a knight of the white flame travelled they always rode on a horse, dashing forward like lightning. The hoofs hit the ground, so hard it seemed like a thunder. However. Galanthor was not a normal knight. The two legged lizard thing he rode wasn't exactly loud or impressing, and by all gods, it wasn't safe, though it was a tad faster and as Galanthor put it "awsome".<br/><br/>"Yay...faster Fred!"<br/><br/>The lizard Fred speeded over the stone bridge that was the only way into Aluminiere. The marble Hands, sign of the city faded away quickly, as Galanthor rode forward. At this speed there was no point in using his own senses. The vision was blurred, the wind whistled in his ear, combining with the scratching of Fred's claws and a slight growl from time to time.<br/><br/>When Galanthor arrived at the forest of Mythwood, he learned why noone travels on reptiles anymore. Fred suddenly changed course when he saw a rabbit. The hunt went through the whole forest, letting Galanthor hit his head on every branch, till one hit him so hard he feel of. "Well...I'll let fred cuddle the bunny..." Galanthor murmured before hearing a...melodie? Did he actually find Nymphs? That'd be awsome...<br/><br/>Galanthor followed the sound until he saw the surce. Galanthor was insanely fast when he lunched at the elf. A few steps, a jump and then...he glomped her.<br/><br/>"YOU'RE an elf! That is so awsome! I caught you! Does that mean i get your pot'o'gold?"