"One of the first four? Dang the natural order of things! why must it mock me!" Fin raised his fist to the heavens and gave it a mighty shake. "But I digress, I shall conquer my fear," he then muttered the next part, "If it is necessary" then continued in his zealous way of speaking, "And we shall have you conquer your quest, and all shall well." He nooned to himself, as simple as this plan was, it was his plan.

They barely managed to travel a few more meters when they came across a man in black leaning on a signpost on the wayside, he stood upright as they approached, "Such a beautiful day for a stroll, such good timing to pay the toll, for today only, and for such a lovely couple such as yourselves, I shall only charge ten silver pieces." He did not appear to be hostile, but it would be easily noticeable to both Fin and Beatry that this man was not working legally.

"Well, Madame, how do you wish to pay the gentlemen, With my left or right hand," Fin was leaving the choice up to Beatry, revealing a bag of coins with his left, and his sword's handle with his right.