PM to join traveling to Zeltiva [Amon]

[Lexa Maze]

Day 6 of Spring 513av Lexa felt like she had been walking forever. She had not long decided she wanted to go somewhere new, and how only just picked Zeltiva. She felt loaded down carrying her backpack, her weapons her tent and bedroll, and had decided to take a break for a while. It had to be getting fairly late in the afternoon by now. The sun was low in the sky. Lexa began looking around for a suitable place to make camp, and eventually found a big enough gap amongst trees to set up a tent and a fire. Lexa quickly assembled her tent and bedroll Once she was done with this she slumped down amongst the grass, and leant agains the trunk of a tree. She pulled her bag closer to her and reached inside it for a familiar object. It was her only blunt throwing star- the one that her mother had engraved her name, and Lexa's name into. She turned it around in her fingers and felt a lump rise inside her throat. Lexa shook her head and threw the star back into her pack, and stood up. She was too restless to stay still right now. Lexa left her bag by the tree and began to wrap her fists in fabric. She began to stretch. She was quite flexible. She stretched her arms and legs and the focused, ready to train. She took in the quiet of her surroundings and the broke the silence with a yell of exclamation as she began a sequence of attacks and blocks that she had learnt. "Haaaa!" Her bag lay seemingly forgotten a couple of meters away from her as she fought invisible foes.

[Amon Fade]

Amon trotted out of Syliras on horseback, although he was leaving behind a few good friends, Amon felt a desire deep within him to keep moving. He walked for a few minutes before turning around and taking one last look at Syliras, a beacon for peace in an otherwise troubled world. "A horrible place for somebody like me" Amon reconciled to himself but no matter how much he tried to convince himself, Amon knew he would miss this city and some of it's occupants. He remembered some of the people he had met, Ezra, Kayle, Allora, and Xarl. He snapped himself out of his daydream and headed off into the wilderness, towards Zeltiva.

Amon couldn't help but be absorbed into the natural beauty of Spring, The Earth wore a green dress, coming to life again after a deep slumber. He sorely missed the singing of the Birds but now they sing joyously as if thanking the Gods that the harsh cold of Winter is coming to a close. The cool breeze rustling his hair made him feel at ease, letting him take in the details of the budding flowers, filling the air with a pleasant aroma. Once cannot simply take in Spring in it's truest form when the hand of man has dirtied and spoiled it, sometimes beyond recognition. Gazing out into the lush green pastures dotted with colorful plants and flowers Amon knew the wild would always be his home.

After many bells inevitably dusk began to fall, Amon realising he needed a place to sleep picked up the pace and began surveying the land, as he reached the top of a small hill he saw a fire burning within a clearing of trees. Slowly he dismounted his horse and approached the camp stealthily

When he was close enough to see the camp clearly he could see the occupant was no severe threat, he was about to walk in and introduce himself, hoping he would be allowed spend the night in this camp but then he saw a bag, brimming with possessions and Mizas. Amon managed to refrain himself from stealing and mounted his horse once again and trotted into the camp openly "Hail friend! I saw this campfire burning and I was wondering if I could stay for the night, The Wild isn't a safe place for lone travelers you know." Even as Amon utters these words he remembers the Dire Bear attack that would've cost him his life if he hadn't met up with some friends earlier on.

[Lexa Maze]

Lexa stopped once she heard the trotting horse in the distance. Somebody was coming, but she couldn't see them yet. Then he came into view. Lexa looked him up and down as the strange man just waltzed into her camp and casually asked if he could stay the night. He had weird eyes, she was able to notice them as they caught the glow of her fire, and scruffy looking orange hair. If she had to guess, she'd say this man wasn't human, and she didn't like the way he eyed her bag. Lexa purposefully walked over and grabbed her backpack flinging it into her tent pointedly. "maybe you should have thought about how 'safe' you would be before leaving to travel" She grumbled "Friend " She added sarcastically. "I was busy, you know" She said, walking to the other side of her camp and chucking a few more sticks into her fire. Her demeanour was a little harsh, even she could tell, but she was annoyed at being interrupted and she didn't really know how to be anything else anymore. Maybe this was why she didn't have any friends. Lexa, her back now faced away from the man as she tied up her dark hair would sigh and turn to face him again. She had to at least try to be nice, didn't she? "What's your name, 'friend'? What makes you think you can just stride into someones-" Nope, there she was again "Ok. fine, you can sleep near by if you have to. I hope you have your own food"

[Amon Fade]

Amon was a little puzzled by the woman's harsh demeanor as he had only been friendly but after thinking about it maybe he should have been a little more discreet. As she walked over and took her bag Amon's plan of stealing a few items while she slept was destroyed. Now that Amon was closer to the woman he could see she was a human (at least he thought) She had an eastern appearance and at the moment wore a serious expression and occasionally shot Amon a glare. She was obviously very fit and well trained from the way she moved as well as her physical appearance.

As Amon dismounted his horse he heard the woman begin to speak "maybe you should have thought about how 'safe' you would be before leaving to travel, friend" She said the word "friend" with a tone of mockery. "I was busy, you know" Hearing this Amon couldn't help but let a foxish grin emerge on his face but he quickly turned and undid his horses' saddle to hide it. "Oh I wasn't worried about myself lass, I was more worried about your safety" Amon paused for a moment to let this sink in "After all, you did hear the stories of what bandits do to women around these parts" As his eyes drifted over the katana he added, "Not that I doubt your well able to protect yourself of course"

As she began to speak again Amon turned from unsaddling his horse and leaned against a tree. "What's your name, 'friend'? What makes you think you can just stride into someones-" She stopped in mid-sentence before apparently trying a more friendly approach "Ok. fine, you can sleep near by if you have to. I hope you have your own food" Amon once again had to resist the urge to grin at this woman's rough demeanor which he found quite amusing. "You can call me Amon Fade, and thank you for letting me stay" Amon had to lie to save himself the embarrassment "Oh yes, I've already eaten, I caught hunted a rabbit down earlier" He quickly moved on from that topic as fast as possible "So, now you know my name, what's yours?"

[Lexa Maze]

The man gave her a wide grin but quickly turned around to hide it, busing himself by unsaddling his horses. When he talked about bandits she scoffed loudly. "Well, thanks for your concern, Tough guy" She watched as his eyes drifted to her weapon, which lay very close to her, at her feet and heard as he amended his previous statement. "Please. if you'd laid a hand on my bag I saw you gawking at earlier, you'd know by now what bandits have to fear." The man looked as though he wanted to laugh at her. Peh. This wimp better be carful what he said. She Moved slightly closer to where he stood, taking a better look. "Amon Fade." She thought, listening to the sound of the name inside her head. It was like her's, both names very short. "Why are you thanking me. I thought it was for my safety, Tough Guy." She chuckled with heavy sarcasm "Oh, I half expected some heroic tail of how you have slain a giant bear." She scoffed once he told her about the rabbit. "My name is Lexa" She told him after he asked "Lexa Maze" she finished, deciding there was not too much point in hiding her name from him.

[Amon Fade]

In truth even though Amon found her amusing he was beginning to get a bit irked by her jibing. When she began to speak Amon's grin slowly began to shrink as she went along. "Please. if you'd laid a hand on my bag I saw you gawking at earlier, you'd know by now what bandits have to fear." Amon was beginning to get annoyed with her, after all Amon was sure he could beat her in a fight. "Oh I wouldn't be so sure lass, I could have stolen your bag and be a few miles off by now, but instead I decided to be honest, really you should be grateful"

"Why are you thanking me. I thought it was for my safety, Tough Guy.Oh, I half expected some heroic tail of how you have slain a giant bear." Amon let out a chuckle "Speaking of Giant Bear's I have actually killed one" Seeing the luck on her face Amon remembered the bear claw and tooth he had kept. He began to rummage in his bag and removed the tooth and claw. The tooth measured around 7 inches or so, the claw slightly bigger. He raised his eyebrow and said in a smug tone "Believe me now? Of course if you don't I'm always up for a spar" Amon had a feeling she wouldn't be the type to decline a challenge

[Lexa Maze]

She'd gone to far, hadn't she? She could see he was getting irritable now. For this reason she ignored the comment about her bag. She was an idiot wasn't she? She always treated people like that. She just couldn't help it. Really she could have turned out a lot worse. But Amon had changed in stance and in demeanour. It had been her fault. She could have made a friend. What was she kidding, she didn't even know how. This banter, this relentless jibing was how she talked to her older brothers all her life. She raised her eyebrows at the bear claws. She had to admit that was impressive."Okay." She said "Got me there" She smiled, fairly playfully. When he challenger her her face changed to disappointment. She took that information, and his outward appearance into consideration. Lexa thought she could probably take him. She felt weird about it though. She felt almost guilty for bringing this on. "I guess I wen't too far, Amon" She said squaring her shoulders and readying herself for what was to come "But if you really want to fight me, I accept." She would smile slightly "You did interrupt my training, after all" It was too much the same. She could almost feel her fathers presence standing on the sidelines judging her skill. But he was long dead. This was simply a sparring match, right?

[Amon Fade]

Amon grinned, "Nah, your alright, you don't have to worry about my feelings." After this he squares his shoulders and puts on his most masculine pose before saying in a macho voice "After all, I'm much too manly for that" He manages to hold the position for a few seconds before bursting into a fit of laughter, eventually he manages to control himself. Wiping away a tear he speaks in a good natured tone " You know your sad when you laugh at your own jokes eh?"

Amon steps into a fighting stance, he bounced on the balls of his feet. He drew his flametongue dagger with intent, ready for a fight, even if it was friendly. "If ya fancy your chances have a go" His grin hid his determination to win the fight "Ladies first" indicating her with a sweep of his hand. Amon was ready to dodge at a moments notice.

[Lexa Maze]

Lexa actually laughed. She felt like it had been a long time since she'd properly laughed. It was a pleasant feeling, a warm feeling. Wow, It was Lexa who was the sad one, wasn't it? The tension she'd build had gone from the air. "And I'm just a 'lass' right?"" She smirked. "Damsel in distress, alone in the wilderness?" She was grinning now. After the joking had stopped Amon got into stance and pulled out a dagger. He bounced up and down on the balls of his feet and invited her to 'have a go'. Lexa smirked. If there was one thing she knew how to do in all the world it was fighting. "Alright, but let me warn you." She said rummaging in her bag for her throwing knives and using one of them like a dagger. "I'm not the type to hold back" With that said she got into stance in front of him. Her shoulders were parallel and most of her weight was centred around her back leg. She had one hand out stretched, and open, the other was near her face, guarding it. As soon as the words 'Ladies first' came out of his mouth she sprung into action. He plan was to get rid of that dagger as soon as possible. With that in mind, she would make her first move and attempt of that. She ran at him, feigning an obvious attempt to slash with the knife in her hand but this was just a distraction. After, she got close enough, she would stop her hack mid way through, put all of her weight onto her back leg and perform a hooking kick designed to hit Amon's arm with enough force to knock the weapon out of his grip.

[Amon Fade]

Amon was still trying to hold back a grin from the joking minutes earlier but Lexa assisted him by drawing a throwing knife and using it as a hand to hand weapon "Now why would she use that instead of her katana?" Amon thought, maybe she was just trying to make the fight even? or did she have a trick up her sleeve? Amon suspected the latter.

As sson as he uttered the words "Ladies first" she sprang into action. She burst into a sprint and swung with the dagger, but something was off, she was making it too obvious, too "out there" Amon suspecting something raised his forearm, attempting to block her arm before it got anywhere near him but the swing never came suddenly she unleashed a hooking kick to his arm. Amon knew the results wouldn't be good if he was hit. He quickly dropped to the ground, the kick flying by overhead. Lexa was now left open, her body facing him with no real stance. Amon launched himself at her in a rugby tackle type of move, aiming for the hip area. Amon connected hard driving Lexa to the ground, but his dagger was trapped under her back and he couldn't get it out. Instead he resorted to a less effective technique of aiming a left punch to her face.