"**yes, I have many. Most of which aren't necessarily I suppose, first things first I don't know about a town... If it's too terribly old my maps may be a bit outdated.**" Nero replied, speaking oddly but coherently. "**I've never before left the manor... So I suppose I might be a bit out of touch as they put it in those old psychology tomes. And yes I'm coming, I believe that to be the place where I can again practice my spellsword skills.**" And at that he drew his blade, and after unwrapping his hand hd cut it enough to bleed slightly. "**A deal bound in blood, my great grandfather used to say, can never be broken. Let us ride and fight together, will you let you blood with mine?**" He said, he had a flair for the dramatic and he knew that oaths were great for effect. He hoped the man speaking to him might return the gesture, a minor cut like that can heal quickly and it's certainly a good way of makeing a memorable experience.