Chester walks through the snow heading south from ferox his leads turning up cold as he grips a useless piece of parchment. He tosses it into the wind and uses the nearby treeline for travel along the road he knew a lone man on foot would make an easy target for any band of bloodthirsty killers. 

He travels along his path for several hours before spotting a pair of armed travelers down below him. Wordlessly he moves to a better vantage point to get a good look at them. After moving ahead of them he spots the woman's face and his eyes widen for a moment as he realizes who she is. he speaks to himself in a hushed tones "[color=indigo] The East Khan and I'll assume this year's champion? I would assume it's not a leisurely stroll based on dress. Where are they heading? I suppose I could keep my head down and cover them for awhile. I feel this walk of theirs may be more interesting and perhaps I'll find another lead.[/color]

Chester stand and continues through the treeline beside them keeping his presence as hidden as these snow capped mountains allow for. He tries to get closer to hear where their destination lies but to no avail without being spotted.