[color=lightpink][b]Ryan[/b][/color] 
[indent]The terrain had been mountainous and exhausting for the horse, but Ryan was finally coming upon the pass into the city. Word had buzzed as she traveled closer about a festival that would going on, and she thought she could use a break from the road. Though she understood now why the city made for a safe haven: it was difficult to travel to for even a single person. She couldn't imagine an army trudging over the hills even for a port side city. With a flick of the reins, Ryan clicked her tongue to urge the horse to continue forward. He did, although with a tired grunt that she ignored.

As she pushed forward, the music of a string evidence found her ears and she narrowed her eyes at the path ahead. A single stranger was singing as he wandered. A happy fool, he seemed to her. He'd make pleasant, talkative company. Ryan hurried her horse forward, her few belongings bouncing as he trotted. "[color=lightpink]Hello,[/color]" she greeted, her brown eyes lighting up as she smiled, pulling the horse up beside the bard,  matching his speed. "[color=lightpink]It sounds like you're going to the festival as well? My name is Ryan.[/color]"[/indent]