It was a time of great wonder and mystery. Not all lands had been traversed, but there were a decent number of civilizations. Some even grew into kingdoms. But, big or small, it mattered not to the man who rode in what appeared to be a decently size carriage, black with grey decor along the edges to help it blend in under the cover of night. Even the windows were tinted to keep outsiders from being able to peer inside who was riding, while allowing the man within to be able to look out.<br/><br/>But, as it was daybreak, the man had to rely on the cover of the bare autumn trees to obscure his seemingly driverless carriage. The horses themselves were just as dark as their burden, with dark green eyes and the red insides of their mouths being the only other colors that could be seen every so often.<br/><br/>As the carriage carried on a casual pace on the slightly bumpy terrain, the man looked out the surroundings with a bored expression. He had come this way before a number of times, and some of those times resulted in meeting up with a nomad tribe of sorts who seemed more than willing to take his deceased monsters in exchange for treasure. After all, a monster's parts, even while not taken fresh, were still worth a sum on the market, as well as having their uses in all sorts of magics.<br/><br/>In a nearby cage inside the carriage, a growl could be heard from an irritated monster, who looked to be some form of werewolf, save it was more feline in form rather than wolf. His muzzle was cuffed and a collar with a chain kept him bound to the wall of the cage.<br/><br/>The man, named Alden, sighed, his green eyes glancing away from the empty scenery to his feline companion.<br/><br/>"I know you're bored, Vitae. But don't worry... we'll have you out and about soon enough," he assured the monster softly, a faint smile gracing his pale white lips.