[hr][hr][h1][b][i][center][color=pink]Cuyler Eysteinsson[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h1]
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[hr][center][color=pink]Location:[/color] Outside the Palace [/center][hr]

Cuyler reached out and stabilized himself with the wall nearest him. The dizzy sensation passed over him quickly but he still felt a mild disoriented at having being transported from one place to another. He was vaguely aware of Ayra speaking but didn’t hear much of anything until she said his name. He nodded simply and watched her leave with Rowland before looking to Atkin. 
Thia gave an excited bark and then she ran off, scattering a grouping of birds she had targeted and then began to chase after one of them. She would be at it for awhile but it didn’t worry Cuyler. Thia always found him again and he didn’t think bringing her into the Palace would be the wisest. 
[color=pink]”Does she usually make you sit on the sidelines?”[/color] Cuyler asked Atkin. Although the boy looked younger than Cuyler he guessed they were closer in age than what appearance suggested. 
Cuyler took the opportunity to sit down on the steps to the Palace while they waited. He assumed it would take awhile for the Wizards to make their way through to secure the Palace and with their late coming, who knew what else they would come across. As it was, people were already making their way to the Palace steps, waiting to be allowed inside. He watched the people approach with mild curiosity. You could tell a lot about a person by the way they walked or how they dressed. Like who lived outside the Castle walls, who worked the land or stayed inside. Who was a witch. The eyes of course were the dead give-away but Cuyler made it a habit to observe other things first to determine who people were. Take Atkin for example, there were many things to notice just by the way he was standing.