Rekugin approached the gate scanning the road. His eyes had fell on Rask and the horses as soon as he joined the main central road. Lifting his bow in return to the wave, he placed his pack down beside the others on the ground with a grunt. Looking up sharply at the word ‘Friend’ he would mutter to himself before pulling his hood down. [color=a187be]“It would be my pleasure Rask.”
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Looping his bow over his cloak and chest Rekugin stretched, then proceeded to walk over to a jet black mare, with white fetlocks. Lifting up its legs one by one, he then grabbed her by the reins and walked her checking to see if she was a decent steed. Nodding he checked the straps of his saddle and reins before lifting himself into the saddle. [color=a187be]“Good horse. Maybe not a sprinter but it would carry you for a while. If the others are just like this one they would of cost a pretty penny, unless you got them from other means?” [/color] Dismounting he walked over to the packs and grabbed his and another pack of Rask. [color=a187be]“I wont need to check if they are all equal, will I?”[/color] He shot a glance at Rask as walked over and fastened the packs to the saddle. Mounting up he manoeuvred his horse to Rask and pulled his bow of his chest. Resting it lightly on the mare’s back he started speaking.

[color=a187be]“My name is Rekugin, originally from the south-east of Midcy’ru but I have lived most of my life in The Trattican Empire and The Plains.”[/color] Pausing to get his story right Rekugin thought to himself, ‘I wont tell him about the forest, he doesn’t need to know that yet.’ [color=a187be] “I was part of a band of outlaws from the age of 13, The Fire Vultures, of The Plains. That’s where I learnt to fight with blades. We mostly attacked caravans of merchants for their goods or little lords for ransom. A few times we would attack other outlaws if they came onto our territory. I left two years ago at the age of fifteen. I went back to the forests of Midcy’ru for a while, learnt the art of herbs and poisons. Then I travelled a bit more to The Civitas Empire. My aim was to see a bit more of the world and kill…erm and make my fortune.” [/color]Cutting himself short Rekugin hoped Rask hadn’t noticed the mistake. [color=a187be]“I was back in the north of Midcy’ru when I found your flyer, decided to see what it was all about. Not sure whether it was the right decision but I’ll see.”[/color] Flexing his bow strings a couple of times nervously he cleared his throat a bit. [color=a187be]“Is it okay if I ask a bit about you? Who are you? Where are your from? And what is driving you to go after the treasure of the Sayamir Pass.”[/color]