(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/2f/fe/49/2ffe493b1df146eed0327418623c5723.jpg)<br/><strong>Xara<br/>Steinhelm, stables<br/>Tag: Taris</strong><br/><br/>"Now, don't sell yourself short. There's not a noble in Hawken that doesn't know the art of war." Xara insisted, a playful smile on her lips for much of the travel. For her part she didn't hide her curious interest at the ever so slightly exotic half-elven beauty she was riding with.<br/><br/>She gave Taris a nod, her hand landing upon the spellcasters in an almost tender moment, before she stood tall, nodding.. captainly, saluting Taris (they had flirted, they were not -that- familiar, yet) and marched off, with a: "Try not to think of me too much, we'll want you to focus." That only didn't sound arrogant because she suspected it was the truth.<br/><br/>Taris did not find herself getting lucky on a casual glance, besides the occasional minor abjuration magic on guards armors. No far more suspicious illusion or conjuration was to be found.<br/>The average Hawken people were dilligent, hard working and particular on a border town like this there was a high military presence, to dissuade the disgusting accusations other nations kept heaping onto the honorable Kingführer, of being a military tyranny in disguise. As a properly lawful citizen of Hawken, Taris had of course been raised to understand that their great leaders rule was as just and wise as it was absolute. Sure, occasionally a few people were unhappy or even rebellious but that was what re-education centres were for, to purge the corrupting influence other nations spies had on the proud people of Hawken, by teaching discipline, honor and obediance to ones superiors.<br/><br/>(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/f2/b9/22/f2b922c6569a61a04d23d92fc2d1930f.jpg)<br/><br/>Compared to the practically dressed men and women of Hawken, Maldurian's leisurly looks and lack of discipline were inexcusable, further emphatized by the laid back way the man responded to her greeting. "Ajup, that'll be it then.<br/><br/>.. another matter?" He tilted his head and reached out to take the horses reigns. He looked at the horse, seeming thoughtful, and listening on to Taris. "Hmnn... I think I remember this horse.. very.. faintly, yes..." He mused, rubbing his chin. "But my memory ain't what it used to be.." He looked at Taris expectantly, then, remembering he was talking to a Hawken, added:<br/>"There's some medicine for my memory, but it's so expensive I can hardly afford it on my own..." He mused.