Authors Comments: I just wanted to keep this short, I kind of want it to be a nice short block that you don't need to separate out a good part of an hour to bust though, and hopefully some people will find it slightly funny the same time. Characters will pop up here and there but I hope it's tasteful. And my characterisations Is okay… Please Enjoy, More when I feel like it :D

"It's beautiful isn't it?"
Herác had been walking for days, and had found himself on track for one of the only cities he knew apart from Dauth. Teirm.
"I said it's beautiful is it not?" Herác was standing over the edge of a mountainous range in which Teirm could have been seen in the distance, had it not been slightly foggy, when a large man with two horses came and stood next to him, smiling proudly.
"It is." Herác replied, looking across to the man and scanning him with his eyes.

"Aye" the large man spoke "I remember my first time traveling to Teirm…I was only a boy but I still clearly remember it all" He turned and looked at Herác then pointed in to the distance "the ships, you see? Yeah... the ships, those things fascinated me as a child. I always wanted to be an adventurer… I achieved my goal eventually…" he looked at Herác who was staring at the man in fascination "I'm sorry. Story teller by trade, sometimes I forget myself" he chuckled lightly.
"no, no it's fine, I haven't spoken to anyone in days…It's good to finally hear a voice which isn't my own." Herác's lips went to continue talking, but he stopped himself and slumped hands first on to a slate wall which stood, blocking the edge of a cliff. The two stood in silence for a few moments.
"Brom" The man extended his arm and reached out his hand.
"Herác" reaching out to return the favour out and shake his hand, giving a faint smile.
"Nice talking to you Herác. May be I'll see you in Teirm." Brom turned and clutched the rains of his two horses who were casually mulling about on some near by grass. He climbed up and mounted one of the horses when suddenly, he stopped, looking Herác dead in the eyes. Time seemed to stop. Something was cold and calculated about that stare. Herác stared back but out of immense fear,
Please don't hurt me He thought to himself, fearing for Brom's next move.
"…Herác?" the Brom said is complete confusion with a hint of anger, Smile gone. "The one and only Herác of Dauth?"

"…Yes?" Herác said smiling lightly and nervously laughing
"MY GOD BOY!" Brom said bursting in to laughter "Whoa If I'd have known it was you I would have taken you to those damn guards for the reward myself!" he said jokingly slapping his knee while still mounted on the horse. Herác continued to stare in fear. "Calm down boy" Brom laughed "You're safe talking to me, I have all the money I need, and I am no one to get a man imprisoned for an assault charge.
"Reward?" Herác said calmly
"oh yeah, that bloody great buffoon you froze has set a reward for your capture, Heard he convinced a judge that you attacked him, and tried to kill him" Brom said climbing off his horse and patting himself down. "Do you not know?"
"Well…I was there but…I thought I killed him" Herác said with a mixed breath of relief and disappointment – Herác had spent 3 days walking, and two of those nights he spent crying, thinking he had killed a once dear friend, and a single night where he had become proud of being able to kill Percy the invincible.
"Not as far as I had heard from people in other towns"
Other towns? Herác thought. By the elder's glory I haven't even reached Teirm and my bounty is already talk of the entire bloody world…

"Do you know my bounty?" Herác walked over to where brom was grooming a horse and began to pat the lone one on the head, who immediately turned and exposed only it's rear end to him. "hmm…"
"Yes…It's enough for me to say don't go blabbing your name, At least not in Teirm, people there are poor, so you can't blame them for the want of a few gold coins, even at your expense" he replied, speaking to Herác as if he were a student.

"How much?"

"Fifty coins"
"FIFTY COINS!" Herác screamed bouncing up and down and placing his hands on his head "I don't earn that much in a year!"
"Look, Boy, if you want, you can have a lift in to Teirm with us, there is a spare horse anyway, and at least you know you will be safe" Brom said, waiting for a reply, but moving to his horse anyway. "You take him".

Herác clambered on to the horse with a puff and a wheeze, but his height gave him just enough room to scale the horse "Us?" Herác said riding alongside Brom, and clinging on like he was going at one hundred miles an hour.

"Yeah…I'm with a Friend, but he went off ahead yesterday, I'm meeting him there…Well, near there. It's only in walking distance"
"Oh, okay, Thank you by the way"
"Don't mention it, Now Let's Ride!" He sad whipping his rains and galloping away in to the distance.