(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/2f/fe/49/2ffe493b1df146eed0327418623c5723.jpg)<br/><strong>Xara<br/>Hawken road -&gt; Steinhelm<br/>Tag: Taris</strong><br/><br/>".. See I know you propably wanted to teach me something about the difference between the ears of elves and half-elves... but I just can't help and imagine an elf wiggling with their ears now.. and if I can make<em>yours</em>wiggle..." She grinned on.<br/><br/>Xara nodded at Taris assesment after the Talon had passed them. "Yes, one of the eight greatest warriors and mages of all of Hawken.. and thus, the greatest warriors in this world. I've seen him on parades but not so.. up close. I believe that was Sir Rabenzorn... That a Talon has been sent, perhaps there's more to these attackers of yours.." She pondered briefly, looking over to Taris and grinning..<br/>"Well, if you put it like that and you are under my command..." Taris had heard the old adage of 'if looks could kill', well, this particular look threatened her with something entirely different. ".. then I guess you better work hard for me!" She grinned.<br/><br/>"Alright then, I'll leave the horse with you at the city entrance." She nodded, and they road on. There were guards at the entrance of Steinhelm, of course there were in the military rulership, but a quick glance at Xara was all they needed to lower their heads respectfully and let the two through.<br/><br/>Steinhelm was, like many cities near the border, half a place to live and half a fortress, bordering the weak kingdom of Maldur in the east, and the degenerates of Senval in the south. There was no doubt in any true citizens mind that the Hawk would have conquered these territories years ago and stomped out their weakness, but attacking one of the two would give the other an all too welcome opportunity to triumph over the superior warrior of the Hawk.<br/>Thick black smoke rose from the chimneys of Steinhelms industry, adding to the dark-grey clouds overhead, there was a scent of burned wood and oil in the air, good people steadily at work for their glorious emperor and ruler.<br/><br/>By the gate, Xara nodded, dismounting and departing towards the large, military borderguard and larger jail, deciding that:<br/>"I'll come check on the stable if you take all too long, if not, find me at the guardhouse."<br/><br/>Leaving Taris to deliver the horses. That, in itself, was nothing complicated, obviously, but now it came to asking either the horses handler, or the stableboy for aid, and, looking just at the handlers general outfit,<br/>(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/f2/b9/22/f2b922c6569a61a04d23d92fc2d1930f.jpg)<br/><br/>lacking in general discipline, he was likely a maldurian merchant, who knew nothing of Hawken nobility.<br/><br/>"Two horses for the day? Four silver." He greeted.<br/>(Actions noted without problem. -1 charge on the wand.)