The bright round sun hovered in the bright blue sky. The wispy, gray clouds moved lazily around, splattering the sky with all shapes and sizes. A small yet still powerful wind blew across the land just outside of Arca, the trees and long grass moved along with the wind, rustling, a few leaves were blown from their perch and flown into the face of a young man who woke up suddenly, almost falling off. Steadying his hat, the man closed his eyes again, trying to get some sleep, which was extremely fustrating, for he was on a horse. Grumbling, the man decided to use his magic and cast a small spell and keep him from feeling the horse or from falling over, only ending if the horse stopped completely.
Drauis Hethryn had absolutely no idea why he decided to come along with these knights. He guessed it was because he hated being stuck in the stupid castle doing paperwork and other such stuff. This was one of the few times he could leave the castle and out of Arca, if only for a few miles. He was not close to the others that decided to go on this trip, they stayed away, it was as if they felt uncomfortable riding with the regent of their land. Sighing, he decided to take out a deck of cards and practice a bit of magic and flourishing. Spring the deck from hand to hand, he sighed in boredom, he just couldn't wait until they stopped and he could relax and sleep. Some of the men he was traveling with watched his flourishes of his cards with a bit of amazement, it was not something you saw everyday.
It was strange really, Dris was the first to notice a young woman sitting by a tree. Meditating. That was what it looked like. Drauis never did understand meditating, but that didn't really matter. Sitting taller in his horse, he squinted slightly and was even more suprised. The woman was very, very pretty. No, not pretty, beautiful. Dris found himself staring at her, drooling slightly. Shaking his head quickly, he wiped the drool off on his sleeve and blushed to himself slightly. He began rubbing his slightly pointed ears nervously. It was a habit he developed and did when he was embarrassed or nervous. That, he was now, to meet this woman.
The group dismounted, for they were a bit suprised at why a woman was just sitting there. Dris stood by his horse with both hands moving simultaneously, doing incredible things with his cards, faster and faster as he grew more nervous to meet this woman. He felt very uncomfortable right then and decided to stay back and watch what happened, even though his body felt the urge to walk forward and introduce himself.
This was going to be trouble.