Ira and Ashley had been on a long trek at this point, traveling through wind and snow to reach the destination of Vulture's Roost. Ashley had handled the journey far much better than the slightly shivering Ira, who was wrapped tightly in his thick fur cloak. As the duo made their trek, it was not too long before Vulture Roost was within sight, giving Ira some relief.

The pair continued on the road, able to hear shouting as it appeared a guard was addressing two people outside the formidable gate. Looking upon the structure, Ira marveled at the architect, wondering how many tidal waves of men had crashed upon this wall -- only to be turned back by those chosen to defend the great wall. 

Ashley was less than interested in some wall, keen on continuing his trek, keeping a slightly faster pace than his brother. As they approached, Ashley could already make out the two visitors that had been issued challenge at the gate, both appearing child-like in stature from a distance. Ashley glanced down at his twin brother, to see his reaction to the two potential strangers they'd have to meet, as it appeared the guards were turning people away.

Ira watched at one of the people at the gate took rest on a nearby boulder, content to wait out whatever they had to. Barely able to catch the movement from his current distance, Ira noticed the person turned to look in their direction, and that it was a woman. Uplifted by the sight of the more gentle sex, Ira's pace picked up slightly, to match his brothers.

It was not long before the pair were yards away from the other two strangers. Knowing that dealing with people was more Ira's hand, Ashley stopped about 5 yards away from the duo, who consisted of a young boy that had an air of innocence that exuded from him, without needing auditory aid, and a woman that looked as broken as a fell tree.

Ira raised his hand in greeting, approaching closer than his brother had opted to, "Hello! Are you two from around here? My brother and I are heading northwards, but we seemed to of gotten turned around. Is this Vulture's Roost?" Ira said, outstretching his hand towards the woman, and then to the boy. Taking on the role of a naive traveler, Ira wondered how generous and friendly the duo would be in return. Given, it was a child, and what appeared to be his caretaker, Ira did not expect harsh words or cold treatment.