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	[color=2956b2][b][i]Kirkpatrick House:[/i][/b][/color] Reaching over the Lady Kirkpatrick took the drink. Picking it up she took a small sip and then glanced over the rim of the cup to her before taking another. [color=f7976a]"Already proving more competent than most in this house,"[/color] she said as she lowered the cup and setting it back down. It wasn't an out right compliment but she wasn't scolding the girl for not being able to fix a drink. 

	Looking back at the paper she sighed. [color=f7976a]"Let us see... [i]Gerard, I must be brief. Protect my sister. Gather what is hidden within the books, the ships shall not be mine much longer. Not all the snakes were driven away. Dagger of blood will have to do to remove the head of the lion. I hope to see you again. Millicent,"[/i][/color] she read before folding it back up. There was a look in her eyes as she looked over towards Maeve. [color=f7976a]"The girl is smart."[/color] Picking up the cup she took another sip. [color=f7976a]"Probably going to get herself killed but she is smart. Seems she and I have a common enemy, two of them,"[/color] she added as she lowered the cup. 

	[color=2956b2][b][i]Road to Gretna Green From The Kirkpatricks:[/i][/b][/color] The driver nodded slightly as he kept them on course towards Gretna Green. "Yes, always hard with these lots. Our kind, so much easier," he commented in passing. "I just try to live, to survive, they are always playing games, working to one end and another and another, weaving their webs, over and over until all is too heavy. Such complications, such headaches," he said as he reached up and rubbed the back of his neck lightly before taking the reigns again. 

	They rounded a corner and he pulled back on the reigns hard. Someone was standing right in the middle of the road he had taken towards the Green. It wasn't the main road but the man hadn't taken a main road since they started this little journey. Side ones tended to be targeted less but this, this didn't wasn't sitting right in the man stomach. Something about the way the man was slightly hunched over just standing there. At least he thought it was a man. The persons back was to him and even as the carriage pulled to a stop, they didn't move or turn around. 

	[color=2956b2][b][i]Port Annan:[/i][/b][/color] The man nodded and glanced around. Looking at what was available and thinking to himself. He looked back over towards Colette before looking to weigh the options. "We do have a carriage, not the most comfortable but if you do not know the way it would most likely be best," he explained before motioning towards one of the horses. "Those, while not for rent for a days travel are for sale if you would prefer. If you can ride that is and do not mind traveling alone. A second rider can be sent with you to show you the way for an additional fee," he added before waiting on an answer. 

	She had two options outside of walking. He added in some cost after a few minutes. They seemed reasonable. The cost of the carriage was far less than horse and additional rider. Rental versus buying. But, the carriage was only the cost to take her there and then drop her off. A horse, of her own, could prove to be more valuable in the long run. It would keep her from having to take on additional costs or hoping to find a carriage down the road. Both options had their perks and their downsides. 

	[color=2956b2][b][i]Road to Gretna Green From Port Annan:[/i][/b][/color] They were all on their way. Over the river and through the woods to Gretna Green they were traveling. Knife man, fire man, fairy man, and Dieter - the ferret, not the brother, not a man but a noble one indeed was Dieter! Every so often Ludwig would pop his little head out of the saddle bags, his wings flickering some, looking this way and that, pointing this way and that, directing them off the main road and in a different route than one that was usually taken before dropping back down and hiding in the bag. It was comfy to him, better than a saddle. No bugs in teeth. 

	[color=fdc68a]"Dieter, Dieter, my steed, not my brother, what creature do they speak of? Oh how I would love to see a pair of pointy shoes. Yes, point shoes, he would know what to do, to do, to know, the new or the old. Farrer travels, what or what could I do if he were to be here with his pointy shoes. Older friends travel hard and long and well, with stories of cabernatches and gibberblotters, no, this is not a cabernatch. They only have two tentacles. Oh please, not a cabernatch, furry mouths of mossy teeth that disolve you like sugar. Sugar? Yes, sweet but no. Oh what I would do for a pair of pointy shoes."[/color]

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	[color=2956b2][b][i]Road To Gretna Green From Carlisle:[/i][/b][/color] "Ah, yes, then please, do. Honored to be your first entry," he said with a bi of a chuckle and smack of his lips. Looking down he went to writing in his own. It was nothing to him, nothing at all, the journal it was nothing, the writing was everything. Yes, keep track, mind can go blurry or maybe that was just him, or his kind. A touch of madness seemed to lay within each of them. Some a bit more than others. His seemed to be a spacey speech and constant smack of his lips. Though he had more it wasn't the time. Or maybe it was and it just hadn't then. 

	The carriage slowed to a stop and there was a jostling of it before the door swung open. "Sorry Mi'Lady, sir. The road is about to get a lot more bumpy, I did want to be warning you before I started pushing forward," he said tipping his hat. "I'll give a knock on the roof when we's passed the worst of it, just be holding on, don't be wantin' ya to get hurt," he added with a smile before shutting the door. There was another jostle as he climbed back into the drivers seat. 

	Ny smiled slightly and glanced over towards Virginia. "Well, you did chose wisely now didn't you?" he said with a bare chuckle.