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"Yes. I'm fine. I just used a lot more magic then I'm used to." She replied. "Relate my message to John. I'll see you both there."

Farah stretched and rolled over, grunting as the hay tickled her face.

After she was sure Hector wasn't going to relapse into a fever or worse Farah had gone to the animal housing. A small outdoors bunk, built behind the main deck's cabins. The only horse here though was Barir, standing idly beside his masters sleeping form.

With a very un-lady like cuss she pushed herself up, brushing the hay from her hair and clothes. It wasn't uncomfortable but she would be a lot happier when they kicked Hector off at Luin.

Stepping out form the housing unit Farah poked her head over the side of the ship. Ruined stone houses and dried out old trees littered the ground below. Now they would be little more then Half-an-hour away from the town.

Snatching up a small cloth bag the Hannon woman headed back to her cabin.


Not bothering to knock she walked in, depositing the bag on the table and turning to face the lump of blankets that used to be a person "We're little more then half an hour away, when we get to Luin some of my crew will help you off"

Farah gestured to the bag on the table, not really to bothered that Hector couldn't particularly see her from this angle "I'm sure you already know the desert but theres a few trade route maps"

Not waiting around for an answer she left the room once more to go and sit help out on deck.

Eviz finally found John in Hector's office, he stepped up to him "John, I just spoke with Hector, he's doing better and he's in a nearby town, Luin" he told the man.

((Back from my lab! ... ok! Btw, Snuggs, this is pretty much a short review of things that have happened. lol. ^_^ ))

"Really? What a relief!" John said, taking a deep breath. "We'll stop there then. Are you feeling any better?" He asked.

"Tell me about your adventures!" One girl giggled. "Did you really escape from Norra's prison?" She asked.

"Yeah, but which time are you referring to?" Hector asked.

"Which time?" One girl blinked.
"You mean you escaped more then once?" Another added.

"Five times." Hector replied. "The first was before I became a general. On one of my first missions, I was to deliver a message to Norra as an ambassador, and immediately, the Grand Duke threw me in the dungeon, hoping for ransom. So I got bored and realized amid the rotting hay and rats that his prison door was rusting and poorly built. So I undid the hinges and escaped."

"Really?" One girl beamed.

"Another time, I was sleeping when some spies came into my tent while I was sleeping, and they planned to torture me in the camps. So I knocked out the guard, stole his uniform, and walked back to my tent to go back to sleep." Hector laughed.

"You're kidding! That easy?!" The girl replied.

"Normally when you're captured, they expect you to be overwhelmed and not to fight back, and if you do, they expect you to do something over the top and drastic. If you don't cause a ruckus, most won't even take note of you walking by." She replied.

"What else have you done?" The first girl asked dreamily.

"Well, after I insulted the King of Norra, I snuck onto his son's flag ship, took command, and kidnapped him. No one noticed until we were already halfway to Mithra. When we got there, we made a deal with the elders so now they are under Ander's jurisdiction, but the King of Norra was mad about it. He ordered his men to..." Hector stopped. She gripped her fists and stopped.

"W-what happened? Is something wrong?" The second girl asked. Hector looked towards the blankets with a frown.

"The King of Norra ordered a massacre." Hector replied. "A large force from his army arrived and started killing civilians and soldiers alike. People in Mithra don't have armies or know any form of combat. They were defenseless. The Norran soldiers didn't even spare women or children. We got them under a magical barrier while we were barely able to buy enough time for support from Ander from arrive and force them into a retreat. It was a bloody mess. So many people died. I can never forgive that b*****d for that." Hector replied with frustration. "I- I'm sorry to tell you such depressing stories." She said, turning to looking at the girls.

"Oh Hector..." They muttered, looking up at her with big teary eyes.

"Yes?" Hector asked confused by their expressions. Suddenly, both girls hugged her as if trying to comfort her.

"That was so sad, Hector! You're such a good person." One said.
"Yeah, you're really incredible!"

"Wha-?! H-hey now..." She replied, not knowing how to react to the girls pressing against her.

((Nah. She was just being her normal self, but that's apparently more then enough to get girls all over her. I find that fact funnier. lolz.))

((Only Hector could pull it off CX ))

It seemed only a short amount of time had passed in Farah's mind as they were pulling into the small town of Luin.

After sitting around working hard up on deck the half hour seemed to vanish and all to soon she found herself traipsing towards her cabin, yawning as she went. "At least we managed to make it in relatively good time"

Pushing open the door Farah stopped in her tracks, eyebrows raised at the site of Lord Hector looking highly uncomfortable as two of the ships women clung to him (one of which seemed to be weeping). There was a dead silence as she stood there for a while soaking in the scene.

Then without warning the black haired woman stumbled against the door frame, her shoulder shaking violently as she laughed the shock on his face was hilarious. "Y-your face...it's priceless!"

A minuet or two passed before Farah's laughing fit had passed enough for her to move. Pushing herself upright again she motioned to the door "we've arrived in dock's as Luin"

Farah raised an eyebrow as the girls clung closer to him, admonishing her for laughing. "Yes, he has to go. The Lord of Ander is a busy man with many things he needs to do, as for us we need to continue the trade rout to Namiko"

There was no hint of comfort in her voice, it had suddenly become quite emotionless, a cold edge tinting her words as she made her way across the room and picked up the bag "If you think that however he is free to take you with him as well. I have a grieving woman and a crew to get safely to our trading destination as is our job and unless he decides he's going to try and drag me kicking and screaming from this boat I can no longer offer him help"