Andrea mounted the horse, giving its neck a gentle pat once he was seated and even though it was cold he refused to wear the cloak for now and stuffed it away in his pack. For now he wore the brightly colored and revealing clothing that he always preffered. He had to concentrate for a few moments and try to remember back to his childhood when his father tried to teach him to ride. The lessons never really stuck but he remembered the fundamentals.<br/><br/>Hearing the lovely Fallon speak made him smirk a bit as he trotted up beside her. "It will likely be a day or two before we run into any trouble...and even then<strong>if</strong>we run into trouble. A group attacking a caravan within a day of the city would have to be lead by the king of fools...like a few of you I dont believe you were there when I introduced myself. I am Andrea, and you are?"