Closed Well Hello There..(closed, Senghor Vilhjalmr)

[Talulah]

Talulah shook her head slightly to clear it and shrugged. "I was coming back from Alvadas. I was with a group on a quest that started in Syliras and was supposed to end up in Sahova. I could've gotten 5,000 mizas from it. But I had a dream about Alvadas and a kelvic man so I ran off in the middle of it." She sighed "Just another screw up caused by my curse."

She tilted her head when he said that she shouldn't thank him unless she was paying him. "Hey you just gave me an idea!" She said, smiling. "I could sort of pay you. If you want, I could give you a ride to wherever you're going! I'm sure Jewel won't mind a little extra weight, Striders are tough!"

[Senghor Vilhjalmr]

Senghor turned his head towards Talulah with a raised brow, he looked at her and asked with a certain inquisition, a need to know.

"Jewel?" he asked as his hand swayed along the air and tried grasping at something, he looked around shortly for his sword and saw it leaning against the trunk of the tree and reassured himself that he didn't require it to have a simple conversion.

'Hmm, traveling will be quicker if I had a ride...' he told himself as he looked down shortly, he raised his right hand and placed it under his chin, caressing it in a ponder...

[Talulah]

Talulah smiled and nodded when he asked about Jewel. "She's my horse." She stood a straighter and said proudly, "She's a purebred too! Her ancestors date back to the Valterrian, probably! I can tell cause she glows in the dark and when she wants too."

Talulah gave him a big grin and noticed him looking around for his sword. She frowned slightly and tilted her head. "If you try to use that sword on me though, I've got one too. And I can and will stab you with it. And Jewel is very protective of me. We're bonded after all." She started to walk back to her tent and looked back at him. "You coming or not?"

[Senghor Vilhjalmr]

"She's my
horse."

'Horse?!', Senghor somewhat stiffened at the thought of the beast, horses and him were somewhat rivals, he found that he couldn't tame the beasts and they couldn't him, the two were two entities that vied for power, yet that was only one horse and that was when he was a child.

His right hand slid down to his nether area and loomed over there for a moment as his face contorted in slightly rememberance, he'd even seemed to lose sight of the conversion as Talulah spoke on.

Her final words seemed to spark him back to reality and turn the sight of his face into a more, calm demeanour. He coughed, clearing his throat slightly and nodded with a slow agreement.

"Ah, wait I must grab my sword, travelling without it is as if losing a limb" he said lowly as he turned back to the tree, his stride was as smooth as his voice and mature as it remained. As he fell before the great sapling behemoth, he raised his lone arm and trailed his finger along the scabs of the bark, he murmured incoherently and looked up at its limbs, the branches that usurped even the height of the buildings of Nyka and remembered all that'd happened there.

A soft smirk etched itself onto his features and he looked at his longsword, he twisted his wrist slightly and let his fingers trail over the grip of the blade softly before lifting it from the ground and slinging it over his shoulder, he once again murmured about getting a scabbard for his weapon as he walked towards Talulah, he bowed his head slightly and inclined it forward to indicate that'd lead the way...

[Talulah]

Talulah raised her eyebrows and giggled a bit when Senghor's body stiffened at the mention of Jewel. She smiled a bit when he didn't reply to her threat and waited for him to grab his sword. As soon as he did, she smiled and half jogged, half ran back to her tent, always looking back every now and then to make sure he had kept up.

She slowed down when it came in sight and whistled. Jewel clopped out from behind the tent and whinnied in greeting. Talulah smiled and hugged her Strider around the neck, murmuring softly to her. "Hey Jewel, see that hot guy? He's going to be traveling with us for a while, ok? You don't mind, do you?" Jewel neighed softly and shook her head in response. She smiled and patted her nose "Good girl."

[Senghor Vilhjalmr]

'Excitable isn't she?!' his thoughts said with a slight chuckle as he ran after her, always a meter behind not to lose her tracks. Senghor slowed down as they reached her tent and brought his left hand to the side and adjusted his shirt with a grunt of irritation as the material had creased due to the jog.

Hooves and their echoing seemed to make his head raise up and look at the horse came into sight, the beast itself had arisen to bring forth torment to his most valued of organs. As Jewel walked up to Talulah, Senghor watched as she talked to the horse and raised a brow at the strangeness, yet what was strange anymore?

He asked himself that question as he turned towards the past for answers, he'd seen them all actually yet always kept it to himself hence the strange was vaguely interesting. His mother had always kept him ahead of time with her guiding words of wisdom on Mizahar, the woman spoke as if she'd seen every crevice and crack upon the dangerous plane.

Senghor watched as the horse reared and felt a lump form, he swallowed with slight uncomfortablity as it neighed, he stepped back and looked it with intrigue, his palm firmly fell onto the grip of his longsword.

'No hostilities... I hope' he thought as he looked at the horse with an inclined head...

[Talulah]

Talulah raised her eyebrows and frowned when Senghor put his hand on his sword. "You afraid of her or something? There's no need to be. She won't hurt you unless you hurt her or me. Or startle her but that's normal for any horse."

She gave Jewel a pat and took off her saddle and saddle bags, setting the bags close to the entrance to the tent. She crawled in her tent and tossed things into her backpack. Closing it, she carelessly tossed out outside and rolled up the bedroll, tying it up and tossing it out too. She picked up the scabbard of her longsword and lifted it up, grunting a little.

Talulah walked out carrying the scabbard and put it down near Jewel. She looked tiny carrying it, she was only a foot taller than it was long. She shoved the saddle into one of the saddlebags and the bedroll into the other. Talulah folded the blanket and put it on Jewel then started taking down the tent. "Could you help me? I mean, you don't have to but it'll go faster."

[Senghor Vilhjalmr]

As she reassured him that he shouldn't be wary of the horse, he relaxed his hold on his sword and let out the collected breath he'd harbored in his lungs, he pierced his sword into the ground and watched with a slight contorted look at the horse before turning back to the girl.

Senghor looked at Talulah with a quirked brow and let out a sigh of relief as she came out with her belongings, he was slightly surprised with her as she came out with a longsword and scabbard.

'Need one of those, my hand's getting tired of always holding this sword' he told himself softly in thought as he looked at her pack her things, his hand drifted away from the pommel of his weapon and brought his hand up to the outline of his necklace, the bulging piece of homemade jewelry calmed him down when he brought down his hand to his side.

A sigh left his lips when she required assistance, he put down his bag to at his side and worked over to her, the tent was easy to handle yet one thought always left him.

'What type of payment is this!?'....

[Talulah]

Talulah rolled her eyes when he sighed and pulled the stakes out of the ground "Why are you sighing? I said you don't have to help. You just seemed like you were leaving soon when I saw you packing up and if you were in any kind of hurry or something I figured you'd want to leave quicker."

Whether he helped or not, she would dismantle the tent and pack it up in the same bag as the bedroll. She would then put the saddlebags back on Jewel and her backpack on, leaning the scabbard against the horse. When she mounted, she would lean down and pull the scabbard up with her to put it on her waist. She was glad for the fact that she didn't use the traditional Drykas Yvas as the reins helped steady her, not used to riding bareback.

She looked down at Senghor and smiled a little, patting the blanket behind her. "Besides, the conversation had died and I couldn't think of anything else to talk about." She said, shrugging.

[Senghor Vilhjalmr]

Senghor looked at the spot Talulah was patting after he'd picked up all his belongings off the ground and put them in place, he took to his signature pose of carrying each item in each hand. He shook his head as he gazed at the horse and its large body, he knew that the ride would be long, tortuous and resembling nothing but death.

Yet that was all him and his paranoia, he kept assessing his paranoid nature and always kept telling him that it was all in the mind, when he walked up to Jewel and straddled onto her his belongings, he than took to climbing onto her, at first it was as challenging as paying a high-maintenance whore who knew where the Mizas were.

Cursing abruptly below his breath at his failing tries, he looked at Talulah finish speaking and buckled up, he drew in a large sum of breath and began to straddle the beast, he found himself succeeding and smirking at his triumphant nature, lost in his pride he'd seemed to forget himself as he wrapped his hands around her waist momentarily before letting go.

"Strange..." was all that'd seemed to leave his lips, his words entered into her ears without much reluctance as he looked at her back with a raised brow of intrigue, his forehead had even began to get cramp up as a twitch began to form upon his brows.

Bringing down his brow and feeling the erratic motion cease, he took out a sigh of breath and whispered in her ear, "Come, let's go..."