Wondering about the knight Ilinfer took her horse as they passed by the gates to the crowded city streets. She paid he boy guarding it two copper coins and thanked him with a smile. The bustle caught the warrior off guard. Not being used to the city she was thankful for the horse behind her, protecting her from elbows and shoving as the people made way for the animal. Epona was truly a beauty! Her dark brown fur and black mane shone in the sun. The warrior had a bit of trouble following Rhoynar, but she managed. They entered a part of the city that was lit with colour. Somehow she suddenly felt missplaced. The birghtness of this place blided her somewhat, so she chose to focus on Rhoynar and follow his stepps.

Catching up to him in the less crowded streets she looked up to his eyes when he finaly spoke to him. Ilinfer frowned. He had already told her that they were heading for Astipor. Obviously he wasn't paying attention, or chose not to tell her. Either way she wouldn't ask again. She wans't fond of nobles but she didn't think ill of them either – at least she didn't used to. This specific noble however made her doubt. He had seemed kind at first. Now he seemed preoccupied. His question made her smile. Yes, the fire guild had people in Astipor that would take care of her horse. She could also send word to her family from there and let them know how long she would be gone. Surely they would want to know. The thought of beeing apart from them for so long made her mouth twitch slightly as she swallowed down the unease accomanying that thought. “Yes, we do. I will be able to leave her there.” 

The animal snorted and lifted it's head. It's mane got caught by the wind and uncovered a white blaze upon it's forehead. Ilinfer petted Eponas neck. “If you'd preferre I could wait beyond the city gates until you have taken care of your . . . buisness. I shan't be in your way.” The last words were spoken quietly, with a crooked smile and averted eyes that focussed on th horse. The warrior could surely use the time to walk into a pub and calm her frustration with a good fistfight and a cold ale.