An wolfish look appeared in Machado's eyes when he saw her. Absently, he thought that even the crisscrossed scars didn't tarnish her beauty. So the raised eyebrow took him by surprise.<br/>- I believe you if you say we have been found, but... Ah well. So, we'll have to keep the introductions short.<br/>The mercenaries smiled. They knew that formalities mattered little on a road that would require them to risk life and limb. Still, he kept the minimum formalities required. Those who live by the steel often learn that there are good reasons to be polite, if not to invent elaborate rules for it.<br/>-Lina, Freja. She's a mercenary, and a good one. You can trust her, while we travel together - you've got common enemy anyway. Freja, this girl is called Lina. She had heard a dangerous confession from a man on his deathbed. It concerned a crime committed by ... our mutual enemy. Normally, it would mean she's a walking dead person, as we both know. Luckily for her, the man was my ancient master-at-arms,a nd he also gave her a letter to me - and a way to prove it was he who has written it. So, she's in my charge now, as I cannot turn down his last will, which was to help her.<br/>He paused and took a deep breath. "Enough talking for now", he thought.<br/>-So, we need to find another place to hide until tomorrow, no? I'd rather have equipment for a travel to another city - I just explained to Lina why I believe we need a city. Unless you want us to try climbing the city wall at night, the gates are closed, we are unequipped, and there is no open market. Granted, we could acquire what we need in a village on the road, so we must decide between an inn and the city walls... we just need to take that decision fast!