Ivan was an important man inch military, he was captain of the King's guard and his friend, he was passing through a town called Dichill toward another king's palace on a mission for the king, King Ec, enjoying the wind through his red hair he closed his eyes blissfully, his two companions came to a halt,

Rod: "Shove off kid, outta the way."

Ivan eyed you, you were a young beggar based off the rags you wore and how dirty you were. Normally Ivan would have brushed off someone like you, not wanting to be dirty.. But there was something in your eyes, the way your left hand twitched as you spoke with Rod...

Ivan: "Rod! Take your friend and continue on, meet me at Dichill's best inn at sundown, I'll speak with this boy."

His men nodded and centered off he turned to you

Ivan: "What's your name beggar boy?"