On The Road To Nowhere: The Beginning

[Solace]

Mila had silently sat across the fire from Liath, busying herself with her mending as the night drug. “You jest.” She informed Liath at his statement of eating the entire boar on his own. This night Mila was not pleased that Matthias had appear with blood still on his fingers from his recent kill, she could handle the fact that he was a ‘blood-drinker’ though she was not always comfortable with having to bear witness to it. After so many years of traveling Mila could not put a reason behind her joining this band of people, with doubts still playing in her mind she’d kept her sword near her and her abilities a secret from companions. For at the moment all they knew of her was that she was a Greek and had a knack for sewing, “Matthias must you joke so?” Mila’s voice was concerned as she watched the vampire pretend to bit Liath’s neck before pulling back and questioning the giant man on his reasons for joining the troupe.

Rising up from the stool she sat on Mila made her way over to the two men, picking up one of the plates Mila thanked Liath and returned to her seat content on listening to the conversations that went on around her.