[center][h1][sub][color=purple][b][u]J A U N A[/u][/b][/color][/sub][/h1]
[h3][color=silver][i][b]Leavimg Greymont Castle[/b][/i][/color][/h3][hr][/center]

As the party began to make its way out the gates, it finally came to Jauna's attention that the other, enticingly exotic swordsman had boarded the drake right behind the Lady Rhea.  For a couple of girlish seconds, jealousy rose in her throat at Rhea but then she noticed that, as the wyvern strutted along, his hands were not at her waist but well out in front of her.  Oddly satisfied, Jauna turned back her attention to avoid having her mare, Jessie, bump her nose playfully into the rump in front of her which she seemed to love to do like it was some kind of game.  

As they left the castle and Jauna finally got tired of staring at the wyvern now in flight, she took one last look at the city of Estalia and savored one last glance of home.  A cold shiver blew straight through her kimono as the wind picked up, making her face forward and hunker down in the saddle for the long haul.  Just hours of staring at the two butts in front of her; though if she had to stare at a butt for hours on end, Eli's certainly wasn't a bad choice.  This thought was next to immediately disrupted as suddenly Eli's horse's tale lifted and Jessie dodged out of the way just in time to avoid a clump of the stinkiest substance Jauna had ever smelt that promptly had her holding her nose for the next five minutes.  Yep, butt staring had definitely been tarnished.