Time:10 am Location: Heading towards the Helius-Ironhold Interactions:, Rue [@Potter] Bowyn [@Helo] Equipment: basic travel pack, medical pack, foot soldier armor, foot soldier shield and weapons. 849 Amas The young medic felt like a third wheel. He was walking in front of the two fairies not so much as a lead of the unusual travelling group. As a matter of fact, he did not even know if the other two had taken him at his word and were merely travelling in the same direction as he. Now that the two white haired youths had found each other, did they even need him? The soldier groaned inwardly. His ability to analyze had the current big drawback of him over thinking things. In his mind, he was already feeling the distance caused by being the odd man out. In his mind, the pair would not even board the same Helius as he or if they did, sit to enjoy each other’s company in a different section of what would probably be a packed ride. Little did he know that he had actually had a positive impression on Bowyn. Unlike the rest of his race, the young dwarf was open and welcoming. Perhaps it was his job as a medic that showed him how short life could be to be wasted remembering feuds and affronts or perhaps the fact that his own nature was inquisitive and he wanted very much to learn about the world of Avalia through first hand accounts. The Legions did not travel far from the dwarven territory. Most of the deployments consisted to the border between Ironhold and the orc kingdom of Aldrakh. There were some small units that patrolled the norther border and some small out posts between River Port and Ironhold that helped secure the caravans from monsters or bandits. If Arn was being honest with himself, he desperately hoped that the two ice fairies would indeed accompany him. Dwarves were very family and friend oriented people. They always communed with each other and formed strong bonds. It was not uncommon for cousins to fight in the same legion being two or three rows behind you in the phalanx. So the prospect of facing the unknown world alone was actually intimidating. A sigh escaped the young medic. He could not force them to come with him and he would not be mad if they went their separate ways. War was in the horizon like a looming dark cloud. It was not a matter of if but a matter of when. A slight wave of sadness coursed through him as he remembered the words the young fairy had uttered before their departure. [color=00aeef]“Whatever you're up to, if it involves killin’ dark elves, I’m in."[/color] Arn did not know what drove the white haired lad to tint his words with such animosity towards the dark elves. True, the transmission had shown probably an important fairy being executed but the sense that the young dwarf got was that the hate burned much closer to home for Bowyn. The young soldier’s clever mind recalled that Bowyn had said that he had lost is wings. Had perhaps the dark elves had a hand in that? It would explain and validate the hate that was reflected in the lad’s voice and perhaps could also account for the inebriated and possible ingestion of other substances to keep pain and memory at bay. Perhaps it would be better to not bring the ice fairy pair along? It would feel as if he , Arn, had been responsible for putting the lad in harms way. Then again, it was not his decision to make. If Bowyn truly desired revenge and killing dark elves, he would find a way regardless of what the dwarf medic did. Another inward groan and eye rolling followed this train of thought. The steadily walk did not betray the turmoil in the young dwarf’s mind. Arn was used to marching quietly while his mind worked. It helped to make the long miles that his Legion marched easier to bear. Curiously enough, despite his friendly nature, the dwarf did not have many friends. Many knew him and were polited and friendly towards him but it could probably be because he was their medic. So, he often found himself marching alone in a multitude of dwarves. This led to people thinking he kept many secrets as even Bowyn had inferred. It actually ate Arn up that he could not fully disclose his reason for travel but he could not risk sharing more than was applicable. Before his discovery of being the bastard prince, the young medic had no secrets. He did not know he had any secrets. He was just the proud son of a worthy General who did not rest on those laurels and had made his own name by saving people. Yet another drawback of his newly found heritage. The Helius platform came in view. The flying monstrosity made Arn draw in a long breath through his teeth. Despite the fact that these technological wonders had been in service for some time and the casualties had been very small, few dwarves probably enjoyed using them. The soldier himself had only been in one two or three times for training that was centered on mass transport of legions to far locations. He felt quezy just thinking about it. The stocky medic exhaled resolutely. The bastard prince turned and was glad to see that the two fairies seemed to still be there. He could not help but smile. Trying to be polite, he had kept an acceptable distance to let them talk amongst themselves. He cleared his throat and then addressed the two fairies politely. [color=0054a6] “Mister Bowyn and Miss Rue, if you are still planning on travelling to River Port, would you allow me the pleasure of purchasing the tickets for you.”[/color] His reason for asking was because he only had experience with dwarves and they were proud folk. Hand outs and gifts were something reserved for family or very close friends. During holidays, if a gift was given, one was technically expected in return. Thus he hastily added. [color=0054a6]“If it is not too much of an imposition of course.”[/color] His mind suddenly remembered the wolf. Would he have to pay for the creature too? It would be best to ask the ticket master if the animal would even be allowed in the Helius. Though he could not see why not. After all, cattle and other such livestock were also transported in different holds in the ship. [color=0054a6]“I will inquire about your furry friend too miss Rue for I am sure you do not wish to part from it…I believe you called him/her Moony?"[/color] He located the ticket office and looked at his time piece again. Arn looked at the two fairies with a smile on his face obviously waiting for their response.