[center][h2][color=skyblue]Marque de Bourdeaux[/color][/h2][/center]
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Suddenly Marque's eyes awoke to a light faded in the distance. Under normal circumstances such a light wouldn't have been too bothersome, but in the infinite void of nothingness for what could only be described as weeks, the sudden shift felt jarring, and blinding, if only for but a moment. The young man rose to up, first to his knees, then to his feet, feeling aches in every joint. That is when he spotted the two figures that should have caught his attention first and foremost. A cloaked man, shrouded in mystery, and an enormous hound, cloaked in nothing yet by its very existence far more mysterious than the man could ever have hoped to be. It's massive frame dominated most of his field of vision as it took an instant liking to the woodsman, Lorenzo. A more fortuitous boon, indeed. Then the man demanded Marque's attention by way of grabbing his shoulders. Before the young man could protest at this violation of space, the older man's voice brought instant relief... And tears.

[color=skyblue]"... Gardevoir?"[/color] Marque barely choked out, only audible enough for the two of them. The man before him had gone through a metamorphosis of sorts. He was more rugged, more primal, than the clean cut and sophisticated city man Marque knew. Yet this was the same man, of that there could be no doubts.

[color=skyblue]"Friends?"[/color] Marque asked back, confused at first but quickly regaining his senses. The trip through the blackness had temporarily robbed him of reason and memory. [color=skyblue]"Oh, yes! In a manner of speaking. Traveling companions recruited at the edge of the Glimmer Woods. A temporary arrangement at the time, yet destiny feels differently, it would seem. I have grown fond of them in the short travels shared."[/color]

Then Gardevoir addressed the others, referring to the large canine, the animals they had had with them previously (indeed, the horse and dog were missing! Marque nearly forgot!), and assuring them all that time was of the essence. Marque had no idea what the cause for concern could be, but he trusted his mentor fully and completely. Mothers usually had a facetious tone when asking the age old question, "If they told you to jump off a cliff, would you?" However that exact situation had become far more literally relevant than Marque ever believed it would be... And he did in fact trust Gardevoir enough to do so, that much was already proven in action.

[color=skyblue]"I should follow you to the ends of the earth if request, master. However, my traveling compatriots might not be so inclined, and I find myself curiouser and curiouser. Could you please find the breath to enlighten us as we proceed?"[/color]

[hider=Gear][list][*]cases of makeup
[*]Couple masks
[*]Two sets of clothes
[*]A wig
[*]Bag of coins
[*]"Proof" of affiliation to House Bryce
[*]Backpack
[*]1 days trail rations
[*]Outdoor blanket
[*]Flask of water
[*][/list][/hider]