[center][h1][b]Reign:[/b] [color=yellow]Kingdom Come[/color][/h1][/center]
[h2][center]Chapter 1:A - Lorenzo's Cottage[/center][/h2]
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[center][h3][color=39b54a]Bastian Felstead[/color][/h3][/center][center][img]http://i.imgur.com/i6fLcHF.pngp[/img][/center]Though the majority of the group was ready to set off, Bastian had his reservations. Namely, caring for his patient and letting his family know where he would be going. If Lorenzo decided to go regardless, Bastian would be responsible for his well being. He was making a house call. If the patient was hurt under his watch he could be out of a job. Also, his employer would pay extra for his time away from home with Lorenzo. Bastian could also use his ability on him to hopefully make Lorenzo walk again. Imagine that! The only supplies he carried on him was a medical bag with the tools of his trade inside. With Lorenzo's agreement, he could use some of their stores for food on the journey.[hr]

[h3][center][b][color=forestgreen]Col Ward[/color][/b][/center][/h3][center][img]http://i.imgur.com/i6fLcHF.pngp[/img][/center]Col's steed was a perfect form of transportation for the crippled hunter. Once Lorenzo was saddled in, Col could guide his horse by the reigns from the ground. The Glittering Wood was not far from them, making their conspicuous journey less so. Col had all his supplies saddled on Merlin. Not extravagant, but adequate. As Col pondered the method of their travel, through the window he perceived a bright orange flame from a tower of the city wall. He of all the group would know this was a form of communication between the members of the guard. It was possible they spotted Col on his way, a direct violation of Bryce's command. They would need to get a move on..[hr]

[center][h3][b][color=a187be]Lorenzo of Windor[/color][/b][/h3][/center]
[center][img]http://i.imgur.com/i6fLcHF.pngp[/img][/center]Lorenzo had all the supplies he needed and more for his unequipped companions. He could give out food, blankets and other items as needed from his home. His parents wouldn't mind...[i]probably[/i]. Martyrdom could accompany him on the way. The smell of adventure was in the air, Lorenzo had been waiting for a moment like this since his accident. A time to be needed, a time to belong. His excitement was palpable.[hr]

[center][h3][color=skyblue]Marque de Bourdeaux[/color][/h3][/center]
[center][img]http://i.imgur.com/i6fLcHF.pngp[/img][/center]Marque was more then ready to proceed. The longer they stayed the more likely he would get caught. What would become of his master then? Marque didn't want to think about it. Even he didn't know how long he could keep his disguise up. Choosing to impersonate the heir of Milborne was a bold move. It had many benefits, but the consequences of impersonating a noble were nothing to laugh at. However, being a wanted man already made him more desperate. As long as he didn't get caught it would not matter.[hr]