[/b]Mathius<br/>The Imperial Highway<br/>North of Ostagar[/b]<br/><br/>Mathius chuckled loudly hearing her question with the memories rushing back to him.<strong>“I would never tell anyone that story while sober, so if you wish to hear it begin praying to the Maker for a Inn to show up somewhere along this road.” </strong>The former templar told her jokingly, with a big grin across his face and shooting her coy looks as best he could trying to look past Bor inconveniently placeed hung over head.<br/><br/>But to Mathius’s own amazement as he looked forward up the road he saw something odd up ahead. A large odd mound of snow, with something hidden beneath.<strong>“Stop, look.” </strong>Mathius told Eluv’yan as he stopped walking for a second  and looked closely. Not a moment later a horse whinnied and shook the snow from off its back.<strong>“Andraste’s tits, a horse!”</strong>He said excitedly at the sight of what could possibly be their saving grace now.<br/><br/>As they drew ever closer it was apparent there was some kind of cart there as well, maybe attached to the horse itself. As they reached the horse and cart Mathius quickly went to work using his hand and throwing all the snow off the cart he could.<strong>“Let’s set him down here, I don’t think I can carry his ass another ten paces.” </strong>The blonde haired Warden suggested to his sister in the order.<br/><br/><strong>“What are the odds, a horse and cart here? In the middle of nowhere. If I weren’t so tired and hungry I might think it too good to be true. But right now I see no reason not to take it for ourselves, do you?” </strong>Mathius said to Eluv’yan after finally reaching a point of rest as he leaned himself up against the cart and took long deep breaths.