Hextehe muttered under his breath as he traveled from the town to the countryside. His wounds were just starting to heal themselves fully and his leg twitched with annoyance as his strength started to return.<strong> "Damn bugsss." </strong>he muttered once again for the tenth time that day. He wanted a slight rest from the travels but a guardian does not get to choice to when he can relax. Only what to do when upon the mission. He heard that he was going to be traveling with more recruits, like himself.<br/><br/>Shouldn't be to hard. When they rounded the bend he saw two of them. One with wings and the other covered with fur. He recalled the catfolk race in his travels. Heard they were lazy like human house cats. But this one clearly looked like they could do something. The winged one was the guardian and was clothed similar to himself. He gave a brief nod to both and dismounted as Beldak did. A smile crossed his face at the catfolks joke and then she returned to business. Looking at Sir Kye's hand he took it and squeezed it had as he shook his hand. Mainly just to show off. Upon releasing it he looked at Beldak.<strong> "Sssticking a ssspear into a few blabbering lizardsss would be a nice way to ssspeand the day."</strong>He turned to look at K'risti.<strong>"Prehapsss you can ssshow usss what you know ssso far and then we can look towardsss our next ssstep." </strong>