From her vantage point, Aylin watches as the rider pauses and turns directly towards them. The slick, black coat of the destrier shines softly in the pale moonlight and a glimpse of armour can be seen beneath the dark cloak of the rider, though little more detail can be viewed from this distance. The horse shuffles slightly as Seka rises and draws her weapon, before the rider kicks and drives the mount forward as it lurches and quickly gallops away along the path, leaving her no closer to knowing what she wanted.<br/>