[@bobert778] [@lavulman] Sage was lost. He had been flying around for a little while with Tarfal, just trying to look out for anything he could help with. Unfortunately, it didn't appear that he would be finding much, having seen little other than forest and fields. Sure, maybe if they went a little higher, he would be able to see more, but Tarfal still wasn't amazing at flying for extended periods of time, so being too high could leave them in a less than stellar position should he get too tired. Which was exactly what happened next. "Tarfal, are you alright?" He called over the wind, getting a short, low grunt in response. "Alright bud, lets set down by that river." As he spoke, he pointed to a large river, further along which he thought he could see a town of some kind. It was far though, and seemed like it might take a while to walk to. Still, he frowned and shook his head when Targal tilted his head to look back at him, letting out a short snort. "No, you need to rest." He chastised the wyvern. "You've been flying for nearly a full day. I'll be fine on foot. I promise." Still, the wyvern kept looking back at him, wings continuing to beat, and Sage sighed. "Alright, well if you land here and rest, I'll bring you back some pork, assuming they have it at the butcher." He rolled his eyes with a chuckle as he immediately felt Tarfal angle himself into a glide to the ground. "Yeah, alright, glad to see I can still bribe you when you're being stubborn!" He said as they made it to the ground. Naturally, that comment apparently lost him the right to get off Tarfals back on his own, the teenage wyvern instead tilting his back until Sage just fell off, landing flat on his back. Still, it wasn't anything the young man hasn't expected, and while he failed to land on his feet, he managed to manoeuvre himself so he wasn't winded. Mostly. Grumbling, he stood back up and looked along the river. He figured the walk might only be a few hours, now that he was looking at it from the ground. With a nod, he turned back to Tarfal. "Alright, I might be a day or so, so keep a lookout. If you see people and I'm not with them, you know the drill." He began to walk away, before turning back to face the wyvern. "And please, for the spirits sakes, don't eat any livestock this time! We don't have much money left for [i]our own[/i] food, let alone to replace someone else's!" And with that, he began his walk to the town properly. [s][/s] Sage was lost. He's finally made it to the town, but it was different than others. It was... big. Most of the other settlements he'd been to had been decent sized villages, but it wasn't often that he'd visit a proper [i]town[/i]. There was so much to explore, and so many corners to turn. He'd even lost the river at some point, constantly getting turned around and redirected by the many buildings. Eventually, he found himself in a marketplace of some form, which he supposed was good. Honestly, he'd probably have preferred an inn, but you could always find a few colourful characters in marketplaces too. He might even be able to buy the pork for Tarfal here, if they turned out to have some. And if he could figure out where the butchers were. Looking around, he failed to see any signs that indicated where the butcher was. What he [i]did[/i] see, however, was a pair of women walking through the marketplace. One of them, probably some kind of melee fighter from her appearance, seemed to be quite knowledgable at travelling through the markets, so that was the directions down. The other one though... She caught his eye for a different reason. The way she cared herself, her equipment and clothing, it all told him that she was most likely a mage of some kind, although he had never seen attire quite like hers. There was something else though, something which interested him even more. He watched carefully how she brought her staff down to the ground while walking. There must have been a reason she seemed to do it just that little bit harder than necessary... Closing his eyes, he reached out to any nearby spirits, most of which lived in the earth beneath the streets. While they were currently too weak to do anything physical, they did tell him what they felt. Vibrations, beneath the earth! Two of particular note were the staff tapping the ground, and those of something far greater, burrowing beneath the streets and following the tapping. As he opened his eyes, Sage grinned, and walked up to the pair. "Um, excuse me?" He called out. "I think I'm a little lost. I'm looking for a butcher, and you seem to know your way around." He then looked to the mage girl directly, smiling in a way he hoped didn't look annoying. "I'm also looking for talented mages, preferably ones with familiars. Would you be annoyed if I walked with you?"