[center][h1]Braeden Forrester[/h1][/center]

	Braeden and his guard moved into the city cautiously and quietly. They spread out forming a loose circle around Braeden. Brenn stood at Braeden's side, barking orders to Braeden's guard. Braeden himself stood silent, observing the city before him. "[color=0054a6]Quite underwhelming, don't you think?[/color]" Anthor laughed. "My lord, this is Tamberle! The famed city of bridges!" Braeden nodded slowly. "[color=0054a6]Yes, I see that, but we traveled all this way on that godforsaken boat to reach this?[/color]" Darran slipped out of his place in the circle to join in. "I see where you are coming from my lord, but you must be respectful. Many here would be quite insulted by such talk. They might be coaxed into more...drastic...actions?" Braeden laughed. "[color=0054a6]If they did manage to attack me, you all would cut them down within seconds. I don't have to hold my tongue around the people of this city.[/color]" Brenn chuckled. "[color=00aeef]I believe he was referring to the city guard, Braeden.[/color]" Braeden decided he would remain quiet about the city from thereon out. Anthor clapped Braeden on his back. "Have no fear, my lord! This is merely a stop for the night. We'll move on tomorrow." Brenn interjected. "[color=00aeef]The only reason we're staying is so Anthor can find some...companionship tonight.[/color]" All four friends laughed. Braeden frowned. "[color=0054a6]If only we could find a guide...[/color]"