"Never figured out why they were tracking me. My guess I probably pissed off the wrong person. I did a lot of stupid shit when I was younger." Enric said answering her question. They walked further along. During the telling of his story he noticed that she was looking at him in detail. "Well I could've said surrender, but you gotta think what am I gonna do with three prisoners. I didn't have the supplies to keep them for a period of time. Plus I didn't know if I could them under control. So killing them was my only option at the time." Looking back at the person she was pointed to. "Oh that guy. Yeah Brimar is loud. But he's good fun. Especially when you get him drunk. You should drink with him sometime. Hell we'll probably be drinking either later tonight when we settle or when we reach our destination." Enric had a smile on his face. "HA! Most likely though it'll both. Gotta drink when you can." 

As she started her own tale of adventures, Enric was all ears. He loved hearing other people's stories. "AHAHAHAHA! Really? Holy books gave him the runs. HA thats awesome." Enric said getting his breath back from laughing so hard. "Oh yeah I saw you looking at my gear. Let me tell you a little bit about them. So the thin blade is based off a very old design that was used to pierce armor. The other sword is based off of a sword called a arming sword. As for the armor I forged it early on in my travels. Forged all my equipment." Enric noticed that the wind was picking up. Around his neck was a shemagh, Enric tightened it and raised it a bit further up to help prevent sand from getting into his helmet. "No other routes to where we are going. Besides this dust storm is gonna be miles long. Best to just slow down and tighten it up. Be on the lookout perfect time for a ambush. " Enric said.