[center][color=7bcdc8]Elleonora Alnara[/color][/center]


 Elleonora perked up at the mention of possible hostiles on the horizon. That… was not unheard of out here in the desert actually. Deserts made for some of the best ambush locations. Heck she had friends who lost great deal of money on caravans sacked during their trek through the desert sands. Out here it was easy to hide an ambush, all they needed was some cloth and to bury themselves just a tad bit. Spotting a hostile under the sand was hard if not near impossible.

 “[color=7bcdc8]Let’s just keep ready… whomever it is they’d find it rather challenging when they come into contact with fully heavily armored fighters.” [/color]Elleonora said with sime content.[color=7bcdc8]” Fordes overthere especially would stop a great number of potential wanabe bandits. If they are friendly great, if not… well let’s just say the desert will bury everything left behind without much problem.”[/color]

[center][color=ed1c24]Kalista Neles Ka Valesti[/color][/center]

 At the mention of possible enemies on the horizon, the half-elf made a rather displeased expression as she pulled out her magic book. It was her first and last line of defense both literally and figuratively. It held all her magic inside and it’s heavy metal encased bindings and covers made it a very effective protective and offensive tool. She gently and carefully opened the book and her fingers ran trace across the inscriptions across one of the pages. Anyone tried something stupid as to stand in between her and her money was going to get into big troubles.