Ren hesitated a moment more before shrugging. "What else can we do?" She murmured. "Then again, she left. What are we going to do?" She asked. Part of her wanted to pace once more, but she forced herself to breathe and relax. "I'm...completely at a loss," she admitted.

"Ah..." Ren didn't particularly care which direction, so she rose, spun in a circle, and pointed. To east. Chuckling, she said, "Wait, one more time..." She spun once more and pointed to the north. "Sound all right? Should we get heavier clothing? Maybe it's cold up there..." She said, biting her lip and looking down at her outfit. It wouldn't be suitable in winter weather. "Where do we get coats?"

"What can we trade, then? I don't have anything to offer, or nothing I can legally. Or is that legal here?" She joked, chuckling at her vulgar words. She was also looking around, not wanting to be caught by bandits once more. "Hey, maybe we should arm ourselves here too? Especially if more bandits are in these woods." She scowled at the memory of their previous fight. Looking around, she spotted an old tree limb. It was rather sturdy and long. "Walking stick and I can smack the hell out of someone with it," she told Faith with a wry grin.

Ren made a face. "Should we really steal this stuff? I mean, maybe we can work for it...?" She shook her head. "Then again, if we need to survive, I guess we'll have to do it." She still wasn't comfortable with it, which her facial expression clearly showed. She played with her stick idly, watching the scenery with focused, alert eyes. She didn't like being fooled twice. "I wonder how long this will take?" She wondered aloud.

((ugh!!! writer's block....maybe someone should just run into us already?))

((lol maybe XD))

((The problem is, I think you're too far away from everybody else. You're in the middle of the country and everyone else is at the edges. I'd recommend you just time lapse and have your characters walking into their destinations. Just summarize what your characters did to get there. But it's your choice :) ))

((yay ^^ I'll do the honors, unless someone objects))

Ren and Faith walked to the north without trouble. They managed to trade for some warm clothes in exchange for Ren's anklet which her mother had given her for her last birthday. She had no problem trading it, as she was pretty sure it was a regift, originally from one of her mother's ex-lover considering the charm had her mother's initials on it. They reached the northern country, and Ren was glad for the trade. It was cold as they had assumed.
"Okay, so now what?" Ren asked Faith quietly, looking around her. She shuddered slightly and danced in her place, trying to stay warm. She didn't do well in the cold. "We're here, and it's cold as all hell. Who's bright idea was it to come here?" She grumbled. "Oh wait, that was me. Should've gone to the South afterall. But maybe it's better to get this out of the way first - the south'll feel better after this," she muttered rather grumpily.

"Okay," Ren nodded, and moved as quickly as she could to keep warm and hopefully find a house with warm food. "Maybe they'll feed us," she said. "We were sent by a goddess, that has to be worth something...wait, will they believe us if we say that? They might think we're a couple of nutters," she admitted as she walked, huffing out her breath onto frozen hands. "What say you, should we just beg and hope they're nice?" She asked. "Gah, it's too damn cold! How can anyone in their right mind live here?" She complained.

The entire time, Jay was following the girls making sure they were safe.

((don't know what else to put.... thinking i should make another random person.... :3))

"Race ya," Ren said, grinning widely and running with Faith. She knew that the chocker meant a lot to Faith, and she hoped there would be another option than trading it. "We'll think of something," she said as they ran. They reached a house and Ren instantly began knocking on the door. Belatedly, she paused and winced. "Ah, maybe it's too late for this?" She mused, but already the door was opening. "Hi," Ren said, looking slightly flustered. "Erm, I know this is a little...presumptuous, but could we come in for a bit? It's really freezing outside, and we don't have food or anything. Um, we can work for you, or pay you or something, but...please help!" She said, looking at them piteously.

((Sorry for being an inactive person. I was moving into my new room for college. I was also wondering about that problem of distance as well))

Reiga paused when he heard Lyn say,"Your Majesty?" There was a strong fluctuation of magic, of the teleportation kind. Turning around towards the enterance of the village Reiga closed his eyes and let his mind wander, he had found his lost attendant. Opening his eyes he looked at Lyn. Reiga noticed that he had drawn out his sword. He lowered his hand, gave him a smile, and said," I think I know where my always late guard is. Abel is on the outskirts of town. We should go and greet him." He outwardly smiled as a feral looking grin spread across his angelic features. He decided that he wasn't going to ruin the event by whipping up a snow storm to show his discontentment for Abel. However, he would let him have it when they left. Walking around the various foodstands he stood in front of one that had some steeming, battered things on sticks. Flagging one over he bought one for himself and Lyn. Taking both of them he held one out to Lyn as he took a bite of his own.

Abel approached the village when he felt that he was being watched. He whipped his horse around and turned around in a complete circle, but there was nothing there. Shaking his head he continued towards the village. By the time he arrived there were people running around getting last minute preperations for the festival. Bringing his horse to one of the paddocks he found that it was mostly empty except for a few other horses. He reigned in his horse, tied it to one of the stall posts, and handed some money to the stable master. The stable master shook his head, and pushed the money back as he said," Today is a celebration. It's the Wintermeal Festival. Keep your money, and enjoy the festival." Pocketing the money Abel went walking around the village looking for Lord Reiga.
Walking around the city looking for his lord was providing to be very hard since Abel figured that Reiga, and probably Lyn as well, had doned on some form of glamour. Looking down at his armor he was bound to be noticed. He should have left earlier he might have been given some glamour magic as well.

Connel finished his meal, and walked out into the hallways through the double doors of his room. There were two guards on the outside of his doors standing there looking regal with their spears held high, poised and ready to strike if need be. After a faulty attempt on his life at a benefit banquet he was not going to take any more chances. The guards saluted him, he he saluted the guards back, and then continued on his way. Going further down the hall he took a few turns and was at another set of double doors. Opening the doors he saw a bunch of stuffy looking men sitting around a round table. There was a chair at the head of the table where Connel himself sat. The meeting was now ready to begin.

The man looked Ren over a minute before shrugging. "If it's food you want, there's plenty over that way," he pointed towards the gathering of people. "It's the Winterfestival."
"Ooh, I love festivals!" Ren said, smiling happily. "Is it all right if we join in?"
"Sure thing, the more the merrier," he returned Ren's smile and walked out of the house. "I'm on my way, come with me."
"Okay," Ren said, shrugging. Considering the amount of people around them, she didn't feel in any danger. "I'm Ren, this is my friend Faith," she said as they approached Faith.
"I'm Pyke," he said.
"He's taking us to the festival," she explained. "What's the festival for?"
"To praise our God and get a good harvest. You're not from around here, are you?"
"Nope," Ren admitted. She nearly asked the man about the God more, but then she thought she might give away to much about their mission.

((no problem ^^))

(*Waits for a way to get into the story ^^*)

((crap, what should I say about the gods??? >.<))

"You don't know?" The man said, and the proceeded to explain the legend of the god.
"Interesting," Ren said with a nod, though she had only been partially listening. Her stomach was growling too hard for her to concentrate on anything else but food. She walked rapidly towards the bonfire and instantly warmed herself in front of it. "Ahhh, so much better," she moaned in appreciation.

((Where to get character's involved with one another))

((Reiga is waiting for a response from Lyn.))


Abel walked around the village feeling more out of place than usual. He kept getting stares at other people. It was making him rather uncomfortable to be completely honest. Continuing to walk around he decided that it probably wasn't a good idea to be screaming out his Lord's name in the event that people actually knew his name. He saw a large gathering of people and he decided that that was as good a place as any to start his search for Reiga. Walking around the bonfire, his stomach made a large growl. Sighing to himself he decided that he would eat before he would continue on his search. He sat down in the nearest empty spot, it was right next to a girl. Looking towards her he noticed that even though they wore cloaks and clothing of this area they still seemed out of place. The village rarely changed from year to year, and there were very people that came and went. So he knew that these people were outsiders. People from possibly another country.

Connel sighed as he listened to the other men drone on and on. The councilmen were talking about things that were beneath him. They were talking about things such as tariffs, crop harvests, the current state of the borders; pretty boring stuff. To be honest he was just at the council meeting because of formality. What he really wanted was to see his girlfriend, soon to be fiancee, Jonna. Sighing out loud one of the councilmen looked at him, and before thinking about what he was going to say blurted out," Are we boring you talking about the state of your country?" He hastily then added," Sire" very sarcastically. Getting up from the table Connel calmly walked up to the councilman, drew his sword so that it was eye level, and said," I think it would be in your best interest to hold your tongue." The man began to apoligize and blubber out apology after apology. "Quit your insistent blubbering before I end it for you." Not caring much about the rest of the council meeting Connel left through the door he had entered. The meeting was officially over until further notice.