Shady

"I mean like..." Jerica hesitated. She'd never really had friends before to know how this was supposed to work. She'd just always known about Rek and Derik since she knew ...

Jerica smiled. "Just squeeze your legs, gently." She urged her own horse forward and clucked to Mellie as they passed, then slowed until Elias caught up. "So, uh..." She started ...

"Uh, yeah, sure," Jerica answered, offering a tense smile in return. She was confused. "Why did you...?" She took a deep breath, deciding on a new strategy. He seemed to ...

"Great!" Jerica said brightly. "It seems we're in agreement -- I'm not happy about being here either. Where can I find this Tieth?"

Jerica blinked again. It seemed like he'd switched languages on her all of a sudden, but from the tense grimace plastered on his face, it seemed like he'd somehow expected ...

"I see..." Jerica said. She didn't see. The Castle of Blood? A barrier to keep people out? "Well..." She hesitated, unsure whether she should admit her mistake to them or ...

Jerica blinked. This was an even stranger Realm than she'd originally thought. Was the broom really supposed to be taken as a serious threat? He couldn't even keep it from ...

"I mean, you just gotta try to sit back into it," Jerica said, letting go of Mellie's bridle. She'd realized a few minutes before that Mellie was just following her ...

"Settle back into the seat," Jerica instructed, wondering how to describe what that meant. She'd trained dozens -- hundreds -- of men with swords and bows. She was just now ...

Jerica is 5'8" has black hair just off her shoulders that she generally wears tied back, pale skin, and green eyes. She's wearing a plain green tunic and brown trousers ...

wow, cant even tell the difference between nanaveer and rinanana, how dare ;)

WELCOME i ain't scare of u

"Sure." Jerica shrugged. "Evan it is." She showed him how to fasten the saddle in place and then led both horses outside and glanced around to be sure no one ...

"Oh, I, uh..." Jerica stammered, mind drifting back to Ranofer. She missed him. This horse was high-strung and quick, but no horse would ever be even a quarter the quality ...

"Better than dogs." Jerica smiled a bit and reached up to pat Mellie's snout. "Okay, then. You start by brushing them like this." She demonstrated. "You gotta go with the ...