Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150926134001/@comment-17114085-20150929011154

After a day of riding on the carriage, Kyrnil and Ysabel's group stopped. They made it halfway to Bravil and made their camp by the road. They didn't need to fear bandits, none of them would dare attack Knights of the Nine.

Sir Oritius' men quickly made their tents.

Kyrnil always liked to sleeping outside tents, among the trees. He would have used his own sleeping bag but it was with the rest of his own supplies on Sotkey's sidebag. He went over to the girl. "Ysabel, can I borrow a sleeping bag? Do the Knights have any to spare?"

She looked up at him. "Of course. I'll go fetch you one."

While he waited he took off the metal parts of his armor and placed them near his battleaxe and helmet. He sat on a stump and watched the Knights make a campfire. As one of them struggled to light the logs on fire, Kyrnil charged a Lightning bolt and shot it at the log. It was thrown out of place and the Knight stumbled back, but the log did catch fire.

Two of the Knights drew their swords.

"Easy, I wasn't trying to hurt him. Just helping." He said raising his hands.

"Be more careful next time." Sir Oritius said.

Kyrnil nodded and when Ysabel came back grabbed the sleeping bag from her. "Thanks, Ysabel."

"You can call me Bel if you want." She said and sat down next to him. "My friends call me Bel. Do you have a nickname?"

"Stormborn and Kyneson." He replied unrolling the sleeping bag and placing it near the stump.

Ysabel shook her head. "That is far too long. How about....Kyr. Or Nilly, I like Nilly."

"No." He said firmly. "Either call me Kyrnil, Stormborn or Kyneson. Don't shorten my name."

Ysabel frowned. "You are no fun."

"I am not here to be fun, I have a mission to complete for my mother." Kyrnil replied.

Ysabel's eyes seemed to sparkle as the light from the campfire shinned on it. "Have you ever met Kynareth? What is she like?"

"I've met Kyne before, not Kynareth. They are not the same." Kyrnil replied. "Kyne's animal form is a large white hawk..."

"Our mother is a hawk?!" Ysabel asked confused and shocked.