Just as before Amon waits for Naya to ask all her questions before responding to them, a peculiarity of speech to her he thought, but the norm to those used to high culture.

'Ahh, you view coven as family…' he paused for a moment having said this, running the thought through his mind. 'In the library of the Pesegae I read an old tome on mage-kind of foreign lands, it described covens as secret gatherings. It did not make mention of any familial ties between coven-kin. For us in the city we have families, usually they consist of a bonded Sorcerer and Sorceress and their children. There are exceptions though, for example we Pesegae Knights are all family, not necessarily by blood, but by purpose. The Luminarks are the same, they have a common purpose and swear themselves to one another just like we Knights do.' He stopped talking as Ormuzhd came to the crest of dune that had a slight but steady incline.

Amon looked around him, noticing a trio of figures off in the distance, he turned Ormuzhd to face them and set off, maintaining the same pace as before so he could answer a few more of Naya's questions.

'As for having a bond mate, no I do not. Knights such as myself aren't permitted to take a bond mate until we have proven ourselves worthy. Those Knights that hold the title Corvidae, Raptora, Athenaen, Pavoni or Pyrae are allowed, but regular Knights such as myself are not. If I wish to attain one of those titles then I must prove myself in battle or study and there has yet to be a chance to do so. As for the trees of course there are, we have immense gardens and the roads are lined with plants and fountains to relieve the worst of the heat.'

As he finished speaking he looked out at the horizon again, he observed the three figures. Now that he was closer he could see that they were carrying spears, he drew Ra'Kes from its place at his side, holding the reigns in his other hand. He turned to his shoulder to see that Naya has pressed herself in behind his shoulder to shield herself from the sand and the wind. 'Trouble up ahead, we're going to go fast, hold onto me and when we stop stay on Ormuzhd whatever happens don't intervene just stay on Ormuzhd' he instructed. 

Not waiting for a response he snapped Ormuzhd's reigns sharply and they shot forward at great speed. Ormuzhd skittered across the sand a cloud billowing up behind him as he shot forward, Amon leant forward as they shot forward holding Ra'Kes close against his leg. After a couple of minutes they arrived at the three figures, Ormuzhd slowed down as he closed in on the figures and Amon appraised each one of them.

They wore dirty leather armour with dirty bedraggled robes draped over the top, they each had backpacks and carried a long bladed spear in their right hands. One of the figures wore a hood with a scarlet band tied around the top, it was evident that he was the leader of the men.

'Greetings wanderers' called Amon as Ormuzhd loped closer, Ra'Kes was tightly gripped in his hand and could be seen by the three men. As he called out the figure with the scarlet band turned to face him.