[Farael]

”So you were the Leader of your group then? Why do you say were? Have they all mutinied against you?"

-She was doing it on purpose, wasn’t she? No-one would ever be so tactless, even if he had commented on it himself- Thought Osmod. ”Well Miss, they have not mutinied against me, not just yet… but after they see how easily I lead Fion and I into your trap, I don’t think they’ll…” he never got to finish his sentence. The horse pounced on his back and threw him straight into the ground. From there, he looked up at Vaenosa, who was offering him a helping hand. The whole scene struck Osmod as funny. There he was, thinking that the woman was evil, possibly a murderer, and walking towards the camp with her just because she was still part of the Wulfham group and her horse decided to show him what humility meant. The woman didn’t seem so bad after all, maybe a little uptight, but she was not evil. With a chuckle, he took her hand and thanked her for the help. Then, with a curious glitter in his eyes, Osmod excused himself from Vaenosa for the moment.

He turned around to face Nay, who looked pretty content about himself. Knowing that the horse might expect some foul play, he approached him slowly, smiling and trying to look as harmless as he could. The horse had his eyes fixed on him, and that was not what Osmod wanted. He extended his arm and snapped his fingers a few times, which caught Nay’s attention just like he expected. Nay tried to bite his hand, but Osmod quickly took his hand away and, before the horse could recover, he jumped on to his back. He secured himself as best he could without a saddle and got ready for what was to come. First, Nay seemed oblivious of the rider on his back or perhaps confused. And then it started. Kick… Jump… Kick… Kick… Turn, Jump…. Kick The horse tried his best to rid himself of Osmod, but the man had managed to secure himself firmly. The horse kicked and Osmod laughed. The horse jumped and Osmod braced himself, for Nay was a strong animal and many times he was close to rid himself from his assailant. Finally, they both calmed down, tired and sweating. Still chuckling, Osmod dismounted and patted Nay’s neck in a friendly way. ”You give good fight my friend… next time I might not be as lucky” he told the horse, forgetting that Vaenosa was standing right there. He looked up at her, with a big impish grin as he ran his fingers through Nay’s mane ”You have a great horse, Miss. A little playful maybe, but he is a strong one. I am sure he will help you through your mission. He smiled as Nay took another friendly bite at his shoulder and shook his head in disbelief. He would have thought the horse would be too tired to bother him, at least for a few minutes.