To the burly man's words, Veraka responds, "lost? In these woods, hardly. More just going along the trail, if that, for a simple scouting is all. To answer your question, my large friend, I was stopped on the road simply because my furry friend here, picked up your scent, and gave me a heads-up about you. Now that I see you in plain sight and am talking with you, I find that my initial inclinations were off." Despite his better judgement, something about the man threw the paladin off, his way of speaking about Aurora was odd indeed, unless he was ranger or druid.
"Good on ye, takin' in such a fine lass, I envy ye the company."
Aurora cocked her head to the side; A 'lass'?! I'm a wolf!! Little brother, would you tell this ruffian what he's implying.Aurora, I think that he is talking about you. Take it for what it is, and enjoy the attention.Hmph, so says the two-legged one,
the winter wolf retorted with a snort.
"If you are going the same way, my large friend, why is it that my stallion, Blaze, here can sense something odd about you, as well as Aurora?"
It was right then that the three guards arrived, their sergeant clearly not pleased.
"You two! In the name of militia of Harrowsmith, I command to raise your arms away from the blades and clubs and state your intent."
Veraka, not wanting to anger the veteran guard anymore, slowly retracts his hand from his weapon, but nonetheless, keeps his visage stern and disciplined.
"I am Veraka Orden, paladin and Storm Warrior in the service to the Platinum Dragon, Bahamut. This is my wife, Neriah, and my children, Dante and Alasse."
Back on the black, armored warcharger, the winged elf inclined her head, though her eyes spoke a warning in and of themselves. Should the guards so much as raise a finger towards her precious children, she'd unleash a firestorm so powerful, it'd make the Demons of the Abyss look like puppies.
Veraka then continued; "I come this way in search of new premises that my battalion might use as a base, as our current one is now stretched to its capacity." The look on the veterans eyes was more than enough for the paladin to understand what he needed to say next.
"I am commander of a battalion-sized group of elite soldiers, known as the Tempest Vanguards
. This force of paladins, clerics, fighters and other such individuals of skill and ingenuity are located up in the Thunder Peaks, near Highmoon. I am out here, with my wife, scouting out a new outpost that we could possibly turn into a base of operations. It so happens that your small town of Harrowsmith lies along my predetermined path, good sir. That is my reason for being out here."