He was dark skinned, thin and had an oval face. Even with the biting rain and chilly wind he still looked relaxed."I am Lord Mordian holy one and we are in great need of your help, however I feel blessed to have found favour in your sight to the extent that you left the comfort zones of the temple in Sergia to journey in this unfavorable weather, into this forests just for my nephew, just for the people of Bauthinia. Oh holy one may you be highly exalted in the realm of the living and also in the realm of the divine even before the gods dim it fit for you to be taken to the great beyond." Not minding if he would catch a cold Lord Mordian cried as he passionately while venerating the arch cytix priest. He looked with pity on Lord Mordian as he knelt down completely drenched in the heavy downpour, however he was due to catch a cold if he stayed on the rain much longer given that he wore a just a white knee length tunic with blue clavi stripes and a leather belt strapped around his wai

"Why were you so excited to embark on this journey with me Romeo." Lord Mordian asked as both him and the teenager saddled on their horses as they rode along a trail which according to the map that the arch cytix priest gave to Lord Mordian was to lead them to a lake that when crossed would bring them upon the southern border of Bauthinia which shares a boundary with the Payan tribe, a small tribe that belonged to the Kingdom of Husavor. There at Payan, they were to get proper directions on how to get to the Payan mountains where they would be able to get to Merveilland."Uh me, I love to travel, I love to meet new set of people, know new places and aha culture I always admire the different varieties of culture that is practiced by different people all across the southern region of Azaria." Romeo said, looking excited.Lord Mordian did not look pleased. He remained silent while he looked away from Romeo. Romeo halted the smile on his face. "I know you did not want me to come with you

"So Klara, what you are trying to say is that this men that took advantage of you were your friends?" Lord Mordian asked while all three of them saddled on their horses, however they had already crossed the border between Bauthinia and Husavor which meant that they were already in Payan though they were yet to arrive at the main village where the Payan natives resided."No, they were not my friends." She said softly. "Those hideous looking men, I never liked them the first time I saw them." She continued.Lord Mordian creased his eyebrows, he was bemused while he tried to understand Klara. "But you said they helped you do business there in Payan?""Yes." "Wait, before I get confused here let me get this straight, you are an elf right?""Well that is obvious." She replied."Then if you are an elf by origin, with no human blood running inside you which is supposed to make you a half elf, what are you doing in Payan? Do you not have a family, an elf family I mean?"Klara let out a sad sm

Klara wore a red silk robe and a red palla wrapped around her covering her head. However she wore a man made hair which was meant to cover her ears in order to hide her elvian identity."I will really enjoy watching you kill this Tir Madah - how do you wish to kill him?" Lord Mordian asked."I do not wish to answer that question, you will see for yourself." She answered dryly. "Oh, sorry my lady, would not ask such anymore." He said.Klara turned to Romeo who was on her left. He was clothed on a white tunic, a leather belt and brown breeches coupled with a white bandana he wrapped around his thick black long hair. "Romeo." She called.Romeo turned instinctively to her as if he had been praying to the gods for Klara's give him some attention. "Yes my lady.""Have you done this before - like, have you been part of a plan to kill a man before?" She asked sweetly."Yes, before I decided to embark on this journey with Lord Mordian I was part of the Bauthinian patrol squad, we hunted down r

The night was cold and the winter air that spread across the atmosphere was biting even for one that was in shelter of any kind. Winter had already made its presence felt meaning that the time of harvest was in it's climax.It came as a surprise to Lord Mordian how this journey inside a wagon would go very smoothly without having to endure the troubles of bumps and portholes, an experience he saw as a norm even inside the exotic and luxurious carriages he had ridden while he served in Eleria and the times he enjoyed the privileges of being a Bauthinian prince."I cannot believe we got into this carriage so easily." He whispered in Klara's ear. "This man is a man sent from the gods." Klara said out loud to the hearing of Zanzo, however she feigned her voice trying to hide her Pinki elvian accent. "So brother, tell me, how does Bauthinia look like?" She winked at Lord Mordian.Lord Mordian understood what she was trying to do however he had not yet forgiven her for taunting him earlier