[M] The Warrior and the Rose (IC) (Jevan&Arcus)

[MidKnight]

Mahiro was standing by one of the caravans, wondering when they were ready to head out. He had a sword by his sword, a broadsword he kept when he was with the Militia. Touching the hilt with his fingers, he looked around and noticed a nice large amount of people had joined the caravan. He knows they were going to the biggest city to find fortune or fame or live a better life. He was getting impatient however, he wanted to get on the road and get to the city soon. It was going to be a weeks trip to the city. He walked by each of the caravan, and stopped at the last one. Then he heard it, "Alright, roll'em out boys!" He looked over his shoulder and seen the caravan leader on his horse and headed towards the front. Then the caravan slowly moved, Mahiro kept up with the wagons, pretty much acted as a guard. Then he looked at some of the travelers, "Hello." He said and they both waved and smiled.

[Arcus]

Runtia saw a soldier pass, he smiled at the group she was hiding among. She smiled back but pulled her hood farther down as well, she didn't want to risk being recognized. If she was she felt sure that her master as already sending a notice to everyone that she had run away. But she had to at least try to get away and hoped that no one would bring her back. She had long since stopped caring about the past, but if she could get away then maybe just maybe she can care about and dream of a future.

This caravan was her only hope, once she was on board. She separated from the group and went to the one that had the least number of people in it, hoping to be alone. Once settled down, she pulled her hood even farther down. Feeling more and more nervous as time went by.

[MidKnight]

Mahiro continued to walk for a time, until he started to get tired. He jumped on one of the caravans and looked around inside, he noticed there was not much people in this one. He sat a little far away from someone who was wearing a cloak, he placed his broadsword at his side, and yawned. He took his head band off and gives it a smooth rub, and placed it back around his head. "So, you here to seek fame?" He asked the hooded person. Then he heard some noises coming from outside, feeling a bit interrupted, he grabbed his sword and looked at the hooded person. He smiled, and left the wagon.

There he saw a rider, talking to some of the other soldiers. Mahiro approached and looked at the rider, then to the men. "What's going on?" He asked, then the rider looked at Mahiro, "A....woman escaped from our camp, and we want her back." The rider spoken, then one of the men folded his arms, "Well too bad, this is a caravan, once it moves, there is no stopping." He said. "And this woman can be anybody." Mahiro also added. The rider gave up, no point in arguing with stubborn men.

"I wonder who this woman is." Said the soldier, Mahiro waved him off, "Best not to worry." He said, "For now, focus on protecting the caravan." The soldiers gave a small laugh, "So says the future General."

[Arcus]

Runtia sighed when a guy came in, then looked to and asked if she was seeking fame. She wasn't by any means, all she wanted was a better life. She was about to say something when she heard something outside. She gulped, fearing what it was and instead of checking it out. She moved farther into the corner, pulling her hood down again. Praying to any god that she was hoping watching out for her, that she wouldn't be caught here. Her heart was pounding out of her chest.

[MidKnight]

Mahiro returned back to the same caravan and he noticed the cloaked person had moved into the corner. Looking a bit puzzled, he moved to the other corner. He sat down, and placed his sword back at his side, he gives a big sigh placed his sword on his lap. "Bloody slavers." He mumbled under his voice, "Hate them." He mumbled again, he puts the sword at his side. He looked at the cloaked person, 'i wonder who is this person?' He thought to himself.

[Arcus]

Runtia suppressed a sigh when the guy came back, but thought that she should at least set the record straight. So mumbled not really caring if the guy heard her or not. "I could care less about fame." Despite herself, she smiled slightly when she heard he hated slavers. She just hoped that she didn't hate slaves as am much. She never understood why some people thought that the slaves were just as much to blame as the slavers.

[MidKnight]

"So it's wealth you want?" He asked another question, he placed the sword between his legs and examined the hilt of the sword, looking at the carving carefully. "No." He taps the hilt, "It's not wealth." He sighs again, he looked at the others who were in the wagon. Several of them looked outside and the others were asleep. Mahiro dugged into his small pack and found a piece of bread, tearing it to small pieces and eating it.

[Arcus]

Runtia wasn't sure who had answered the man, but was pretty much the answer she would have given. She wanted a little bit of money, yes but she didn't see a point in being rich. She wanted just enough to not get caught by slavers again and live a better life then what she already had; not that would very hard. She looked at the man, feeling more then a little envious for his food. Not that she planned to say anything and lowered her eyes to the floor, wondering if they would pass through any of the slave cities.

[MidKnight]

Feeling a bit agitated and anxious, Mahiro placed the bread next to the person in the hood. "Here, you can have this." He said as he gave his ration away. Mahiro moved through the wagon and jumped off, looking around and noticed some of the other men were walking next to some wagons. He walked along with them as well. Hours went by as they finally came to a camp site, the caravan formed a circle and then built a huge fire pit. Some of the men went out hunting and bringing back anything to eat. Mahiro stood next to a wagon and watched everyone, it felt cozy.

[Arcus]

Runtia was more then a little surprised by when the guy gave her the bread. Though she didn't really hesitate to ate what she had been given. She stayed in the wagon, even after they were all circled and everyone else was out by the fire. She still didn't want her to be found out and was used to being alone, but after a while the smell of food drifting in called to her. Which her stomach was the first to answer with a growl, so she got up and finnaly left the wagon. Her hood still pulled down over her head, as she started towards the fire and wondered what kind of food that wsa there.