Official knights get their own steeds to take them everywhere, squires to hold their baggage and look after their things. Traveling swordsmen do not. On the road, a fellow like him has to carry everything that is necessary on his back, on his belt, or in his pockets - No exceptions. His pockets and belt carried the small things and his primary sword, but gear to thrive and survive on, long term? On his back. The young knightly fellow - who was not a real knight - wore armor over dark clothes and a decent black mantle with silver trim over that, followed by a pack on his back for his basic necessities and provisions to get through to Ketra on Adelan lands. He had prepared to sleep outside, if need-be, and had brought adequate food, water, medicine, and other essentials...but man, was it cumbersome!
"Keefe has it alot easier out here. She can just live off the land, kill and eat anything raw. Some days, it just doesn't pay to be human."
For all those unaware, Sano Alistair was a human trained to fight and use the magic he was born with by a Beastkin, name of Keefe Zarla, and what he said was true. Outdoor life suited her way more than it did for him. However, Sano would endure. He'd spent years of his life as a homeless scavenger. At least, on this occasion, he had a blanket and more than table scraps to live off of. The only problem was that he had to make his way through the Draconi Forest, a place known to have many dangerous creatures inside. Given that Sano was on sort of a quest to deal with something more dangerous, however, he decided to just go freakin' in there. He wanted to see dragon riders, and the only way to do that was to get into Adela proper.