A suicide mission? -Aurora, Tähti-

[Tahti]

The black Aztec stallion strolled forward silently, twin harks twitching on top of his poll as he listened to the mare walk just beside them. He stood 16 hands tall, and was over all well muscled. His crest naturally arched, holding his crown in a handsome position. He had a broad chest, and croup, banner cascading from its anchor, and brushing against his hocks delicately. It was hard to imagine this horse being the companion to an assassin, and even harder to imagine it's companion as an assassin. She was too quiet. She came off shy, but once she came to know someone, she was quite the spitfire, and witty when she wanted to be. She had quite the temper, but rather than let it out, she would bottle it all up, which wasn't necessarily the best way to deal with thinks. The stallions nostrils flared for a moment, before he let out a nicker, and then flicked his banner of raven. Other than that, there was hardly any other noise other than the breeze brushing past foliage, and the creak and groaning of leather.

So, you might be wondering why two assassin are traveling to Murate. One from Ellsinora, the other from Murate. What would drive the Ellsinora women to venture off into Murate? Honestly, she didn't know, but she did know that she needed to do something else. There was nothing for her in Ellsinora. Who would want anything to do with an assassin? If she got the chance, she would work for the king of Murate, though that didn't mean she had to be happy about it. Her mouth set in a grim line for a moment as she thought about what she would have to do. She ran one of the split reins through her fingers, thinking to herself for a few moments. Black Veil found his own way through the foliage, following the little foot path that was created by past travelers. She threw a side glance to the mare, and the women that was accompanying her stallion, and herself. Biting her lower lip, she looked away once more.

Her fiery red hair was pulled up with a emerald ribbon that matched her eyes, her complexion sweet, but deadly. She had but a simple sword, and simple bow and arrows, but she was deadly with them. You could almost even say she was an expert. She didn't need all the fancy stuff. She was agile, and nimble, able to climb, and fight with the best of them. The only down side? She was quiet. Shaking her head, she finally parted her pink lips to speak. Her voice was light, and frothy. How long does it take to get to Murate? She asked her companion, switching her emerald gaze from Black Veil to Aurora.

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[Desperanza]

Aurora’s eyes remained ahead, almost with a bored expression for this was a path that she had traveled often. Her mare knew the way to and from Murate and so it was never a problem when the assassin moved to travel back home. She settled the reins at the pommel of her saddle, guiding the mare with her legs as her hands became free of the reins and lifted to brush her loose vibrant auburn hair along her back once more and she loosened the cape at her neck. The blades at her back were a bit more evident now as the cape billowed out behind her a bit. The glittering silver and emeralds glinted with flickers of sunlight from above. Grinning, the assassin cast a glance to her companion before looking ahead once more as she glanced among the trees, edging towards the countryside by now, “About a two days ride.” She returned. “And that is at a nonstop quick pace, could be longer if we move at a lazy walk, days longer.” She replied with a curt nod. She often did not stop to eat or drink throughout long travel like this. Parts of her training had been that she could go days without eating and not have a problem. Her figure remained ever slender and she somehow beat the evident hungers that would plague any normal man or woman.

For the most part she traveled in silence, replying only when Tahti had a question or struck up any form of chat for she did not remind replying to the fellow woman, she had decided to bring her along after all. Aurora’s emerald eyes remained ahead however for the most part and at times it appeared that she had not even heard Tahti speak and yet she had and this too was answered when Aurora replied to her words. As she made her way through the countryside and out towards the more desolate landscapes, Aurora cast a glance to Tahti, curious how the assassin was faring as she slowed her mare down from her slow gallop to a swift canter and finally to a lazy jog. Her mare blew heavily threw her nostrils and Aurora noted the sinking sun with a nod, “Few hours in and not bad for the wear, do you need to stop for a little?” she inquired of Tahti as she cast a glance towards the fellow woman now. She would continue riding without a problem if Tahti didn’t need to stop but if she did, Aurora would stop anyways and she wouldn’t mind. She intended to deliver a healthy assassin to Murate, not a dried out twig.

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