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Isidore waited for Augusta to speak her piece. He watched Donovan state his own case. He saw Nicholas make his decision. And, just as easy as that, the religious man dropped the subject and parted ways. Nicholas soon followed, preferring the audience of large deer in the pursuit of his own goals. It wasn't amiable; the distrust sowed was easy enough for any to see, but in Isidore's case?

It was acceptable. Empty, parting words were exchanged, but he offered none. Simply kicked snow over the ashes of a dying flame, shook the frost off the boar's hide, and rolled his shoulders. They cricked and cracked nicely, and moments later, he followed in Augusta's path. Donovan would not trust the demons. Isidore would not serve the gods. It was acceptable.

The day passed on in quiet, both humans wrapped up in their own thoughts of what the future would hold as they trudged through the snow-covered plains. Isidore kept his head down and his eyes up, hair whipped by the occasional burst of wind, shoulders hunched against the cold. It wasn't freezing yet though, so he trusted physical exertion itself to keep warm. Traveling at a clipped pace, it was only once they reached the foot of the mountain that the storm really kicked in. Isidore had resolved himself to this though, had not entertained hopes that the storm would have died down by their arrival. Passing the boar's hide to Augusta, he pushed forward to the front and said, [b]"Stay close."[/b]

A deep breath of cold air, and he focused his fireblood inwards, winter winds becoming fuel for the furnace. Heat radiated from his body, snow vaporizing moments after contact, and Isidore turned his attention to the flickering light up ahead. [b]"I'll advance. Tell me what you see."[/b] The chains remained wrapped around his arm, and he held his sword in a reverse grip in lieu of a scabbard. Another breath stabilized the fire that burned within, and then, steadily, calmly, Isidore climbed the trail towards the smell of meat and smoke.