<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Yes he has his horse, that was my mistake, eghhh sorry not my best writing as it stands, hope you are able to forgive the "resuming" period's headaches as I go through thoughts and try and give the game a push again, I apologise for unintended slip-ups I may have in the meanwhile.</div></div><br/>"Bloody fellow thinks its worth eleven silver to drive here from across the town. I know for a fact that its four silver even with a luxurious carriage, and this is fancy but hardly luxurious." The man rolled his eyes. "But I got no time to waste here on arguing over such coins, so I will let him rob me this once and make sure to never need his services again."<br/><br/>The man strode off soon after, where as Tehr had a chance to ride on over the last of the way. House Saari's estate was a bit different from both Tehr's apartment and the House Ravos' holdings. The tall mansion had only a small stable at the yard visible, a young boy hurrying over at Tehr and his horse. "Put your filly or stallion to a good spot, and some hay too, if you are invited go ahead, if not please turn back and dont come back again." The look on the fellow was unmistakeably that of a young boy, but that voice did not belong to a boy, but a young girl.<br/><br/>If it was a young miss, she was quite flat in the tunic, but nonetheless she waited casually there, smiling at Tehr and waiting, while the mansion's front doors opened and a woman in a fine black riding dress strode out. "Em, you know perfectly well you are not supposed to try and scare folks off, and we have been expecting a guest." Her tone was strict and serious, the stableboy (-or girl) nodding and moving to take the reigns, where as the woman in riding outfit nod her head seriously.<br/><br/>"I am just leaving but you will want to enter the main lounge and people should come greet you swiftly." Her tone was formal and polite, her voice without ice but not carrying real warmth to it either. "I apologise I don't stay, but I do have an appointment to keep." She bowed her head while moving at the stables, gesturing for a horse to be brought to her, a black mare stepping forth for her to rise atop expertly.<br/><br/>The thing about the woman was that even in her black suit, her eyes were piercingly crystal blue, and her blonde hair like golden harvest, her lips rosy like coral, and her smooth cheeks like a goddess' statues.