[center][color=black][b][h1]Gaivred[/h1][/b][/color][/center]
[b][center]Traveling/Bolsan[/center][/b]

Gaivred sighed as Siran talked before shaking his head slowly. [i]Women always over-complicate things....[/i] He thought as they continued to plod along. "Everyone is built differently, Siran. Physical, mental, and emotional. Maybe she can't take some humility but maybe she can kill pirates without feeling anything." He said while guiding his mare around a rut. No one could seriously gauge how a person acts in every situation from a single moment in time. It was one of the more unintelligent things you could do, assuming everything about someone from a single reaction. [i]Doesn't help the woman is pretty rude.../[/i] He thought while giving Arin an apologetic look through the slits in his helm.

Thankfully some time passed without incident and there was some small talk between the other members of the group. Not much of anything happened which was both a relief and incredibly boring. Thankfully their first stop came into sight just Rhea brought her flying steed down and walked the rest of the way with them. "If this place ever got in trouble it'd take to damn long to save it..." He muttered, noting their five hour journey on horseback. Granted forces would probably gallop but no animal could go this far for that amount of time.

Unfortunately it seemed like some local drunks didn't take well to the presence of a wyvern. Gaivred might not like flying but he didn't begrudge the reptile its right to live or exist in this world. Gorou seemed to be cowing the one who actually drew steel which got the axe-wielder to chuckle. "Considering you lot are drunk this early in the day I'd say go home and sleep it off before you get hurt." He said while leaning forward and resting an arm on the base of his mares neck. "No blood needs to be shed, just go on your way and we'll be on ours soon enough." He continued, trying to be a little more reasonable than Gorou's threatening words and aura.