Name:Mikael Weaver
Age:19
Personality:While he used to be lighter and more care-free, the events of his recent past have changed him. He's become a harder, colder sort of person. Rarely does he show emotion and when he does it's usually anger.
Bio: The oldest of three siblings, Mikael was often looked upon as a sort of care-taker. His mother dies with the birth of Trey, his younger brother so when his father would go into town, he would be left to take care of Shandara and Trey. Then, when he was just 17, his father didn't return right away like he normally did, and while Mikael rode toward town to look for his father, Trey got away from Shandara and was attacked and killed by a pack of wolves. Mikal found his father dead on the road and headed back to the house to find that Shandara was the only remaining family he had, but he couldn't stand staying at home, so he rode off the next morning and ended up becoming a soldier of sorts.
Appearance:http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r76/Angel_of_Death911/OCs/M.jpg

Name:Lady Meredith Montgomery
Age:17
Personality: she's fiery and hates her brothers protectiveness. She gets angry easily and hates it when pepole are dishonest to her, but when she is treated well she will be good company, usually tetasing and smiling
bio: She has been protected all her life, by either her father and after he died her eldest brother(Marik). she has 2 brothers, her eldest is of the same angry nature as she is and her younger (but still 2 years older than she is) brother (Jocelyn)is nice and laidback and doesn't worry much about her. Marik had always kept her secluded and mostly away from the world for protection, he also thinks she's too pretty for her own good and he waited for a long time before searching for a husband for her, but he is now accepting offers, and she is angry with him for that bacause, like every woman, she wants to choose her own husband and not for how much wealth he brings her family but because she loves him
Appearence: She has startling green eyes which often get in the way of sneaking out undetected and cause het to have to lower her eyes not to be discovered. Sheis quite small only 1 m 59. Her hair is a darker red that reaches her hips and curls at the end in beautiful ringlets. She usually curses her beauty because she can go nowhere without being stared at as if she were a highly priced horse that needs to be bought.


there we go ^^

Mikael weaved his way through the crowd in the market square. He wasn't looking for anything in particular, just looking. His belt pouch was heavy. He had just been paid his final wages as a solier and was released. The others who had been released along with him talked of the lives they'd go back to, but he had nothing. Nothing but a little piece of farmland and a tiny herd of sheep. That was not the life for him though. He'd let Shandara have the house and land.
Instead, he wandered through the market eyeing all the things people were selling, but buying nothing.

Meredith rode her horse angrily out of the gates. Her brother had jsut told her he was going to search for a husband for her and she was not happt. 'How dare he interfere with my life? Why can;t I chose who my husband will be? Or if I marry at all. It woul.d even be better if he would give me to the church, atleast I would not be a slave to one pig of a man' she thought, eyes blazing. She had angrily demanded the stableboy would saddle her horse for her, andhad rode off without a chaperone or nayone with her, she knew Marik would not be happy, oh no, he would be furious she would do such a thing, he would probably lock her up in her room for it, but she did not care, she only wanted to get away from that place.

She asked her horse for a gallop, her hair was tied in a loose braid, some strands had wrestled themselves free and were swaying in the wind. She saw she had reached a town, one of ehr brothers towns since these lands were all hid estates and he was good to the people. 'If only that fool would be better for me' she thought, still feeling anger burning deep inside her. She slowed her horse as she entered the town, going from gallop to trot to a slow walk, granting her the rest she deserved.

There was a market going on and the dtreets were crowded with people either buying or selling goods, and they weren't all to happy with the horses and carriages running through those streets. Meredith realized she must have really stood out in the gown of a deep blue only a Lady could afford, and probably some ladies even couldn't. Her younger brother always loved to give her expensive gifts. 'If only Merik could be like Joss, life would be a whole lot better' she thought as she maneuvered her horse trhough the crowd, searching for a way out

Finally, Mikael ended up near the edge of town. There was a small market area here with lots of small pens and a few larger ones. He knew from coming in with his father that this was where livestock and horses would be sold.
He decided to stick around and see what they had for horses. With any luck he'd find something better than the typical cart-pulling farm horse type that was commonly sold here.

As he was about to give up his search and head elsewhere, a movement in the corner of his eye made him turn. There stood a handsome dark brown stallion with white socks on three legs.
"How much?" he asked the filthy man standing proudly by the pen of horses.
"That one'll be too much for you." the owner commented with a sneer, eyeing Mikael's clothing.
"That's not what I asked. How much."

After much coaxing, the owner finally gave his price, and Mikael, without even raising an eyebrow, paid for the horse and left, leading it behind him. Now all he'd need is a good saddle and he could ride out to the farm to visit Shandara and stay for the night.

Her mare was getting a bit nervous because of the crowded streets and she too wantd to leave it as soon as possible, she felt like someone who did not belong there, which was true mostly, and she started feeling a bit scared to be here with all the people that might just hold a grudge against one of her brothers or just the aristocracy in general. she noticed how vulnerable she actually was.

The sandy mare was walking through the crouwd with easy, but the noise made her more and more nervous. As she finally saw the ned she realxed and felt the horse under her relax also. There she saw a stand with horses, and a beautiful stallion was standing there, it looked like it was being bought. 'How strange something like that is sold on a market like this' she thought, ussually it only were the farmers horses being sold here.

when she was out opf the little town she gave her mare free reign and relaxed too, at a ateady pace they were walking down a little road, well it could barely bne called a road since the only think identifying it was the trales of carts having ridden here

After spending another hour in the area, Mikael managed to buy a hand-crafted saddle and a few finely made daggers. He also picked up a small amount of dried meat, some hard traveler's bread and even a small sack of flour and some cloth and ribbons, the latter few items for Shandara.
It would just be bad manners if he didn't show up with a few gifts in return for her allowing him to stay for a few days.
His money was nearly all gone now though and he wanted to get out somewhere else where he'd be able to earn some more.
He mounted his new steed and rode off towards the farm. It was a good ways out of town and he hoped to make it before nightfall.