Ivan gladly accepted the letter from the messenger. "Thank you good sir." He sent the messenger on his way and read the letter. [color=ed1c24]"High Council Hill... Eight in the morning... Bring your best equipment... Huh, wonder what old Sadron wants with me."[/color] As he read the letter, Ivan felt a pair of eyes peering over his shoulder. He turned to find that it was Sir Noire, a good friend and knight though he did have a habit of eavesdropping.

"What's that? Can I come?" Ivan put the letter away and gave his friend a friendly smile. [color=ed1c24]"Well my friend, it seems that it's your lucky day. It seems that our dear high elf, Sadron, has need of me for whatever reason and he has allowed me to bring some company."[/color] Ivan brought Noire with him to the armory to suit up for the trek to High Council Hill.

They stopped by the market to get supplies and returned to the barracks to set everything up. [color=ed1c24]"Ok... Map, check... Food and camping supplies, check... Alright that's everything."[/color] Ivan didn't mention his family sword and shield, as he kept these items on his person at all times. [color=ed1c24]"One of these days.."[/color] he thought. [color=ed1c24]"One of these days..."[/color]

[color=ed1c24]"Ok, we should be ready to go... Anything else before we set out Noire?"[/color] Once they were done with what Sir Noire suggested, they set out to High Council Hill.