Kain brought his stallion to a stop on the end of a grassy ridge overlooking the nearby area. In the distance it looked as if the battle had already begun. "Damn, its already begun!" He muttered under his breath. He turned behind him to see the light figure of the Curate Lelian trailing behind him, growing out of breath.<br/><br/>Using her staff to support her weight Lelian reached the ridge and stood next to Kain "Has the battle started?" She asked wearily her legs trembling under the strain. Kain looked back at her and smiled "The battle started a long time ago, this is just a skirmish, wait up here and catch your breath, I'll go on ahead and see what I can do to help them" He finished before rearing his horse and galloping down the path and towards the front lines.<br/><br/>Exhausted Lelian takes the opportunity to sit down and catch her breath, her skirt torn along one side when she tripped up earlier. "Those Lancorian bastards they will pay, do you hear me? You will pay!"