((Sorry for the short post))
Before he could firmly step foot in to the house stable enough the shrill sound of a wolf engrossed the center of his being with a rather resonant presence. A swift tingle engulfed the entirety of him, causing him to stop abruptly in still frame. His eyes first, following the rest of his body quickly jolted in an about-face back out the barely shut door. Wolves, were known to roam the majority of their lands, but rarely are any ever found roaming the outskirts of the city streets, and from the sound of it, any particularly this large in size.


[indent]Before passing through the door frame, he was immediately greeted by a sulfuric aroma that masked the air around the outside. Instantly, the startled prince firmly entrenched his stance into the ground; aimlessly but firmly grasping the grip of his right cutlass in regards to his suddenly provoked defense. Realizing that a terrorist like threat wouldn't be much of a considerable reason, he disengaged in a more composed stature fixing his expression in a foul manner, fanning the front of his face and sighing in antipathy as the stench crept up his nasal passage. The thought of exploding barrels of gunpowder crossed his mind, though it was highly unlikely that anything of the sort would be found in a place brimming with many a traveler.[/indent]

[indent][indent]He fixed his attention on Alexis as her sudden words drew his attention towards her. [i][color=ed1c24]"Likewise"[/color][/i] he proceeded, still slightly thrown off by the pungent smell. Unsure of her immediate proposal about where the remaining gem bearers, he shrugged his shoulders and shook his head, reassuring himself that they were all indeed, strong trustworthy men. Alexis' sudden action compelled him in the direction of his own steed. He eyed over the back of his horse, pasting his attention back towards the streets, in search of anything seemingly, out of place as he prepared to mount. The familiar sound of trotting horse shoes could be heard off in the distance, followed by the appearance of a random wolf, and a woman perched upon a horse.[/indent][/indent]
[Indent][indent][Indent]As she grew more near, she became instantly recognizable as the one who had been contacting him in his dreams. Her nod of recognition deemed more approving to him than the vague glimpses of her astral appearance would justify, aside from the increasingly more noticeable smell. He nodded back in confirmation of her, and her sense of client to client confidentiality; which was surprisingly poised. He reached into a satchel firmly tied on the side of the horses saddle, and pulled out a palm full of specially made horse feed, listening in at the sorceress but remained without an answer as he palm fed the horse. It was obvious that they wouldn't be there long. None the less, he mounted his horse and hooded himself, snapping the reigns of his horse to prepare it for travel.[/indent][/indent][/indent]