<strong>Neria Zathrieal<br/>Time; Day 1, morning<br/>Location; Fareway and the surrounding Fields<br/>Tagged; Solo</strong><br/><br/>She hadn't told him the whole truth about what she did for a living, but that was because some people even in her home world didn't like the other side of the coin that she possessed about her way of life.  Despite having a local Lord's protection for her and her temple and all that dwell within the place, she had more than a few people threaten to burn the place down around her ears, but so far that hadn't happened thankfully.  That was why she hadn't mentioned it yet to Solo, unsure what he'd say about her other 'job', more like a calling but it amounted to the same thing.  Shaking the thought away as she smiled warmly upon his agreement, squeezing his hand gently in her own, the light elf cleric felt this would be the start of a long friendship if nothing else.  Following him along, Neria nodded her understanding of what he proposed, wondering what this place was like as they found an entrance to a forest a ways off from the Fareway Fields.  "You haven't been on the road long have you?"  She replied, already knowing how beautiful nature could be, having lived in such a place for a long time until she had had her Temple constructed when she was a lot younger.  She had traveled far with her old master that had taught her all of her cleric powers and abilities before he had passed on, but not before putting her into training to be what she was keeping hidden from Solo, at least until she gained more of his trust anyway.  "Not all forests are safe to travel Solo.  Back home, one constantly had to be on their guard for we have plenty of monsters that would be more than happy to tear you apart if you weren't careful.  Still, there is little that we can't handle together."  She reassured him, smiling warmly before leading the way into the place just a step ahead of the human beside her.<br/><br/>The worst she thought would be here would be goblins, giant spiders maybe, but this was a whole new world, so who knew what might lie in wait within the boughs of this forest.  "What creatures are common around here?"  She asked, putting a hand to her sword, just in case it was needed before they got out the other side of this forest.  The more she knew, the better the chances they'd have.  "Also, do you happen to know what's going on in this world?  Anything I might find pertinent?  I'm a stranger to this world, educate me if you can."  She said, wanting to know everything she could about this place since she had a feeling she'd be here for the long haul.  The more she knew, the better she'd be able to respond to whatever might lie ahead, at least that's what Neria was thinking anyway.  Forearmed with knowledge would be forewarned and all that.  Seeing tracks in the dirt, Neria knelt and took a closer look, identifying them as deer or horses.  Giselle was a far better tracker than she was, but she wasn't too bad at it either.  "Animal tracks, most likely deer if I had to guess.  Might be a water source nearby if we need to refill our water bags."  She explained, standing a moment later before turning sharply, having heard a branch snap to the right.  Maybe it was the deer?  Somehow, she doubted it as she slowly pulled her sword and held it in her right hand before pulling her shield from her back, having a bad feeling it was something dangerous.<br/><br/>((Feel free to throw a monster or ten at us if you like.  Or, it can be a simple animal making all the noise.  It's all up to you pal.))<br/><br/>-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/><strong>Giselle Do'Urden<br/>Time; Day 1, Morning<br/>Location; Merc, Hillsbrow Village/Inn<br/>Tagged; Daria and Zoltan</strong><br/><br/>Shaking her head in amusement at Daria's overly aggressive manner of speaking, the half Drow looked over just in time to see a mage enter the Inn.  She could feel an immense amount of power coming from the man, her Drow blood containing a kind of magical sense that could pinpoint and detect most magical beings and those that used the arcane like the man at the bar clearly did.  The true strength however in her Drow nature was the fact that someone trying to throw magic her way would have a hard time to do so since she'd pick up right on it before getting out of the way real quick.  Regardless, she didn't pay the man much mind before getting the guard captain's attention.  "Isn't it obvious?  There was a bar fight, and these three fools lost before it began.  If I had to guess, they were drunk and disorderly, and someone stepped in and put them in their place.  They're all still alive, but they won't be doing this again in a long time to come most likely.  Now put that sword away before you give the barmaid another reason to have a heart attack."  Giselle said, having a feeling Daria was going to be a real joy to get along with as said barmaid came back with her order, earning a warm smile for her quickness before taking a sip of her water, enjoying the pure clean taste of the liquid before helping herself to a bit of the bread.  It was good, just as the guard captain said it would be, but she had foregone the mead since she wasn't a fan of anything remotely alcoholic.  Turning her gaze briefly upon the mage's back again, Giselle swept her brown eyes back to Daria, wondering what she'd say to her own little comment.