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Sebastien quirked an eyebrow at Tireace and chuckled softly, still holding on to J'Dar's horse. He had never been asked such a question before and had never expected it. "Who am I to know where our paths shall lead us? We shall have to find out."

Elyntine secured her supplies onto the saddle of a medium-sized horse with a deep black coat, then pulled herself onto it. She had no trouble with the horse; it seemed a bit older than the others, with a calm, submissive disposition. She led the creature out of the stables and waited for Sebastien and J'dar. He's quite good with animals, thought Elyntine, watching Sebastien tame J'dar's unruly ride. Or perhaps just horses.

J'Dar, after much hesistation, boarded the horse. He took a minute, then loosened up on the horse. "J'Dar has never liked the horses. Always frightened J'Dar. J'Dar is the name. Greetings, Tireace.

Satisfied, Sebastien handed the reins to J'Dar and gave the horse one last pat. "Don't be afraid, J'Dar. She won't do anything you don't tell her to."

With a polite nod to Tireace, he turned away and selected a nearby grey horse, its backside speckled with red spots. Sebastien made a few quick adjustments to the stirrup, tightened his sword at his side, and swung up into the saddle with the quick, fluid motion of an expert. He gathered the reins into his hands and urged his horse forward to join Elyntine. "Come on, then," he said as he passed J'Dar. "Just follow me."

Ormis observed the scene, and chuckled. He approached Kah'jihreed.
"Hi, i don't mean to be snoopy or anything, but i heard you mention something about never seeing Elsweyr. I would like to go there also." He said simply, shifting positions on the horse.

Elyntine conversed with Sebastien as the group started towards Singer's camp. "What do you make," she asked him, "of this daedric business? I don't want to believe it, but...I do. And I'm afraid. We all now wield incredible power- power that can be used for good, or evil. I don't trust most of the people here, and I don't like being led around by Singer one step at a time."

J'Dar started following Sebastien as he rode the horse in a rigid pattern. "J'Dar thanks you and Tireace for the assisstance. And Elyntine, do you not like the lying? Won't it be fun, he thinks."

Tireace gets on her horse and lets it follow the group. "we all shall be friends and those that are one of our enemies be all of our enemies until they are cast down" she said while calmly smiling and taking out a book to read on the way.

J'Dar looked astonished, "To read and to ride!" he then muttered under his breath, "Amazing"

Sebastien kept his gaze ahead, seemingly preoccupied with directing his horse, but he thought for a moment about Elyntine's words. He was spared an extra moment by J'Dar's line and couldn't help but chuckle softly. "I think the Khajiit is going to have the most fun of us all," he said.

Then he turned serious, and despite himself he turned his grey eyes upon Elyntine. He lowered his voice. "I'm afraid I don't know what to think. I don't like the Nord's business either, let alone the fact that I...we...well. Whatever it means, it is not up to us to decide. When one steps into the Princes' shadows, one becomes but a pawn." He realized the severity of his words and shook his head, as if to scold himself. With as much compassion as he could muster, he told the Dunmer, "But don't be afraid. Fear blinds, and we must stay on the path, whatever it is. We won't let any harm befall you, Elyntine, you have my word. And a Geontene keeps his word."

J'Dar blushed as much as a khajiit could technically blush. He smiled and said. "J'Dar has never gone outside his line of works, but he doesn't know what to think of it either."

Tireace takes her nose out of the book after hearing what sebastien said to Elyntine and added on"I count you all as my friends now. Anyone that harms you I will use any means at my desposal to make sure they pay very very dearly."

Elyntine smiled weakly. "Thank you," she said quietly. The Dunmer did feel protected, and was grateful for the companions with her, but Sebastien's words lingered in her mind. When one steps into the Princes' shadows, one becomes but a pawn, she thought. How true that is.

Sebastien held his gaze on the Dunmer for but a moment before he turned away, and redirected his attention toward the others in his group. He settled first on Tireace. "So our friend J'Dar is a clever one," he said, with a wink toward the Khajiit. "What does that make you, madam? A scholar, are you?"

"I am a Mage from the college of winterhold. So I am a scholar of sorts. I am always seeking to make new spells and improve my known ones." tireace said with a smile to her lips and eyes "and you I guess are a nobleman."

"Oh! Tireace!" J'Dar seemed excited, like a little child. "Have you ever done this spell." J'Dar put on a big smile and fidgeted his curved fingers with his palm facing up. A long orange shock shot up J'Dar's arm and he screamed. J'Dar then frowned.
"Today has been treating J'Dar worse in worse." He said as he looked at his blackened fur.

Tireace bring her horse up to j'dar and puts her hand on his blacken fur "well at least Im here then" she said and a warm bright glow appears on j'dar's skin healing and correcting his fur

Sebastien laughed at J'Dar's misfortune. "Perhaps Tireace can teach you a thing or two," he suggested playfully.

To the Breton woman, he said, "To you and I, yes, I would be a nobleman in the High Rock fashion. But as far as everyone else is concerned, I'm just a bored man with a lot of coin to spend." He grinned. "Sounds much better, and doesn't imply I'm quite so lazy."

J'Dar turned his frown into a smile and thanked his newly found friend a second time.

Tireace smiles again when j'dar thanked her. "hey j'dar if you want i can teach you how to cast basic healing spells and harming spells but only if you want to."