Jaymes Brand scratched his head in dismay at the horse is client provided him for the job. The horse was skinny, Jaymes could count the ribs poking through. It had simply a general look of neglect to it. Jaymes looked at the package he held in his hand, he had know idea what was in it, only that it wasn't drugs, he wouldn't deal with drugs. It really didn't matter,a job was a job. All he knew was that he had to get this little package through Estolad and out to the country side where a new contact would pick it up. He had no idea if the Guards were aware of this little transaction or not, but if it came to a chase he knew he was doomed. He sighed as he mounted the old horse and placed the package into a saddle bag. He started off at a slow trot across town. Being sure to give the first guard he came to a friendly "hello!"

Aemeila rode on the back of a white and grey horse, its black mane like the night, the wind licked her face as she rode, her dark brown hair flew in the wind, she was determeined to learn the lands of this new realm. The hooves beat in a musical rythm, like a drum or a heartbeat to ones song. However Aemeila was so into the pattern that her mind wondered, and so did the horse. Something starteled the horse and it reared up, bucking Aemeila off, her lean body hit the ground with a thud, she screamed when she felt her body falling through the air, but lucky she had seen another rider near by that would hopefully help her, her dark brown hair lay spread on the ground, her white dress now stained.

Jaymes watched as the girl toppled from her mount. He cursed. He kicked his horse to get it to speed up. It didn't. " You HAVE got to be kiddding! He said cursing again. He turned and looked behinde him, no guards. Now he had to stop, no leaving her to the guards to find. "I can walk faster that you" He told his horse angrily. the horse just kept plodding along, and Jaymes unwilling to leave his good stayed on. He jumped off the horse as soon as he was able, rushed to the fallen girl's side, kneeling. "Ma'am, are you alright?" He asked gently.

Aemeila groaned when she felt the pain shoot through her, she could vaugly hear a voice, she slowly opened her eyes, the sun felt abnormally bright and she didnt want to open them, her breathing was straiend and her muscles ached to move. She began to arch her back so she could get up, her white dresss had dirt on it and she looked flithy with a cut on her cheeck. She could hear a voice.

"Ma'am, are you alright?"

Aemeila smiled weekly, "Yea I think so, thank you very much for your help." She tried to get up, leaned on her horse, tried her best to look very dignifed and fell right back down again.

Jaymes cast a nervous glance over his shoulder. As he bent down to help the lady. " Whoa, Ma'am, here let me help you." He gently eased her up. This could be detrimental to my plans...if she's seriously hurt my meager heal spell won't be enough...and I'll miss my contact. " Ma'am, can you stand?" Jaymes asked throwing another look over his shoulder. The village had regular patrols out here, and he was risking meeting on of them by staying here.

" Whoa, Ma'am, here let me help you."

Aemeila looked at him and smiled, he seemed aprehensive about something, like he was going to be late for an important meeting or conferance. "I'm sorry to have kept you from your job, or whatver it is you are wating for, you have helped me and I now can help you, what would you like me to help with?" She asked her voice gentle but her green eyes fiery for adventure. She was now able to stand but still kept a hand on his shoulder for support, she doubted that running or jogging at the tiem would be impossible. So she didnt even attempt it.


(OCC: I think that with her help the topic could be come quite funny the two trying to smuggle things in. Just an idea ^^))