Matello watched as the horse jumped forward with Rhelic. In some twisted way it was a bit funny and he had to keep himself from laughing. He quickened his stuff so that he was beside Rhelic again. As she reached down towards him he grabbed his hand and got back up on the horse. "I can't agree more," he replied to the elven woman. As Rhelic ushered the horse forward, he dared to cast one look behind him at the strange rings. He saw a green eerie light from it and quickly turned his gaze away. He didn't want something to suck out his soul. He placed his arms around Rhelic to support himself and watches as the trees and bushes passes by. It was beautiful but he couldn't see himself surviving in this environment though. He had never been out on a hunt, just working all his days for a few bronze coins. He sighed a bit at the memory. When he was small he wanted to become a royal knight or a wealthy merchant. But those dreams were long lost... swiped away with his childhood innocence.