Lumara grinned when the man said that she would indeed ride into battle with her. Yes, she had a partner the next time that they encountered bandits and she needed help. At least she would have extra support at long ranged attacks. She grinned over at him and took the flagon from his hands. [b]”You know, I’m really beginning to like you. You seem like a good man, Logan. May the Divines grant you many years and children!”[/b] she laughed loudly, not even knowing what she said, and swallowed some of the ale that was in the cup. Ah, she would have to get some imported ale when she was back at Ylisse. [b]”We better get going, though.”[/b] she told him, handing him back the cup and beginning to get Caius ready. She slipped on his harness and grinned. [b]”Caius seems to want to fly anyway.”[/b] The blond yawned loudly and began to tug the wyvern out of the stables. The animal got to his feet and followed his owner, his tail swaying slightly as he took slow and long steps. Of course, he was a giant thing. Such an animal could not move so quickly. Well… at least, not now. Lumara walked the rest of the way out of the stables and sighed. [b]”I got him when I joined the Riders of Dawn. I wasn’t the one to string an arrow or whatever they say. So, they handed him over to me. They had taken him from another Wyvern Lord that was killed in battle. Luckily, he seemed to like me more than his previous owner at the time and we became like two peas in a pod. Right, boy?”[/b] Caius rumbled and snorted as if he was agreeing with her. Lumara laughed another of those laughs and shook her head. [b]”You sure are the joker! Who taught ya that jest?”[/b] --- Ambra did not notice the fat man that was in the room. She was just so terrified of the man that was hunting her down that she didn’t really notice anything in the room. Zaino’s voice could be heard from the hallway, and she heard his footsteps come her way. At times she heard the doors swing open, or his footsteps slow, but she was sure that he was going to find her. She clutched at his shirt in fear, and then closed her eyes and prayed to Naga. [i]Please, don’t let him hurt me![/i] she whimpered softly. [i]He’s just stupid![/i] Her door opened, and she looked at him with wide, terrified eyes when he screamed. It was only then that she followed his gaze, and saw the fat naked man on the floor. [i]What the hell?![/i] she leaped to her feet, disgusted. What the heck was this man doing when he passed out? Zaino didn’t have to tell her twice to get out of the room. She made her way to the door, attempting to slip by him and escape to the first floor. His sword was unsheathed, and she felt like laying on the ground and crying out for mercy. No! [i]He caught me. He caught me![/i] If only she could slip past him. Yet, he was right at the doorway, and squeezing into that gap between him and the door frame without getting caught was impossible. Ambra realized this, but far too late. --- Darrian looked over his handiwork. The horse’s saddle and cloth were properly positioned on its back. At least he hadn’t made a fool of himself in front of the others. Believe it or not, he had to do things for himself as well! Xanxus didn’t have squires, so he didn’t need them… not every time he wanted to do something, anyway. He patted the horse on its flank and grinned at it. [i]I wonder what I should call you.[/i] he thought, trying to get over his hangover. Yet, he wasn’t in a lot of pain. He just had to focus on something else, that was- Something struck the back of his head and he collapsed to the ground with a cry of shock and pain. The object that had hit him was heavy. The impact on the back of his head was not one dealt with mere force, but weight as well. Darrian quickly jumped to his feet, rubbing the back of his head and neck and feeling where the object had hit. [i]Who the hell did that?[/i] he thought as he looked around. [i]I’ll gut him, string him up by his innards- Oh.[/i] The assailant was standing there, arms crossed and glowering at him with a pair of unnerving, crimson eyes. If looks could kill, he would have been slaughtered there on the spot. [b]”Xanxus, what the Hell is wrong with you?!”[/b] he hissed at him, rubbing the back of his head and narrowing his eyes at the man that he called his friend. [b]”What, didn’t you have a good time last night? Those women were all over you. Or don’t you remember?”[/b]