[center][h2][color=lightsteelblue][u]          [b]Arin Nilinas[/b]          [/u]
[color=lightsteelblue][sup][sup]Current Location: Greymont Castle Grounds[/sup][/sup][/color]
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[color=silver]Having mounted onto a rugged travelling mare, Arin waited politely for the rest of the group, the priestess busying herself with petting the mare and feeding Choco. Arin wouldn't dare look in the Wyvern's direction, nor the direction of any of the massive men while  she waited, often diverting her head when one of them would leave the castle gates and walk over towards the stable. She wasn't attempting to be rude by any means, but the thought of a giant riding a large destrier or the tall beast had only served to intimidate Arin further while she tried to calmly wait for the party to finish their preparations and sally outside Greymont.

Eventually, the knight by the name of Maize had announced that it was their time to leave. Following the party outside the gates, Arin preferred to ride near those shorter in their group, such as the mage or the lady swordsman. Their company was calming, especially when what it seemed to be hundreds of citizens began swarming the paths as they left, but also because Arin had little understanding of defending herself outside of her healing magic. Even if Arin hardly knew anything about them, she was certain that they wouldn't just abandon her to a bandit's blade or some crook to rape and sell her into slavery. 

Once they were outside the castle gates, the party had more or less began to split off into little conversations, which had left Arin more or less without someone to talk to other than her bird companion. Seeing that the Prince had rode ahead of the group, the priestess followed suit as he was quite friendly with her back at the castle.[/color] [color=lightsteelblue][i]What better way to make friends than now,[/i][/color] [color=silver]Arin thought, as she rode the mare beside Eli, who had just named his horse Chester.[/color] [color=lightsteelblue][b]"Chester looks like a nice horse, Prince Eli. I think my horse is... a Lucille!"[/b][/color] [color=silver]Arin stated as she approached Eli, flashing the boy-prince a smile as she rode beside him.[/color]

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