A Knight and a Mage sit near a fire on a darkened night, the Knight watches on as the Mage strokes the flames. He had met the Mage only four days ago, when the overenthusiastic wizard offered to aid him on his quest. Nell was a brave knight, though through a moment of weakness he accepted the help, not knowing he'd live to regret it.

He hated the incompetent Mage, Nell hated every fiber in the wizard's being. “I'm still upset with you for getting us lost.” Nell muttered.