[u][h3][center]Ana of Auroris[/center][/h3][/u]
Someone had come. Ana glanced at him out of the corner of her eye. He had a strong build and rough features characteristic of a fighter. If he was as he appeared, he could prove useful against some of the mountains' more unsavory creatures. If they happened to run into any of them, that is. Ana had been careful to avoid her during her last trip, but she had been alone and hadn't made it very far.

She cleared her throat. "Yes," she said. "I am the one with the job. You do realize what it entails?"