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Upon the little invitation, there were sharp scratches of a feathered quill pen, it stated a date for the festival, that being 4 days from today. However, was it even possible to travel such a distance in such a small amount of time? Not only that, however, but the day before the wine tasting, those who would arrive early, would be brought on a tour of the area. At the end of the festival, the guests would be sent back with a portion of this year's brew.

With a smile on his face, before the woman would be able to ask questions about the limited amount of time there was to travel, Hul would speak, "We'll set out tomorrow, that is, if you'd like a tour of the monastery a day before. If not, then I'll come back in two days time."

"Well we could take a boat from here to a dock in Guldor. And instead of several days, the trip should just take most of the day. You see, the vessel we travel on is enchanted by magic, so a long trip will actually be very short. Of course, theres always the alternative of teleportation, only its extremely disorienting and the slight chances of failure would prove to be fatal, so this is the safest way." Hul explained, and going by his own experiences, he would have gone with the boat.

"We'll rest in the dock town we land in, one of the small fishing villages we trade with, for the night, and in the morning, we'll set out to the monastery by foot." He finished. It only made sense that they travel by foot, as the location of the monastery was secret, and even then, if they travelled with a dogsled or something else, they had nowhere to put them.

"Any other questions?" he asked, waiting for a response before he made his leave so that the woman could prepare for tomorrow.

"Heh, I doubt you'd need such weapons in the tundra. True, it is a dangerous place, but the battle is usually fought against the weather and elements rather than a pack of orcs. The path we'll be travelling will be safe." He replied with a hint of amusement at her caution, "But if you insist, then I hope you don't plan to use them."

He reached up to his collar with both arms and flipped the cowl back onto his head. "I'll come back tomorrow then when you are prepared for the trip." he said, "Oh, and you dont need to take too much with you, we'll be going through the tundra on foot." he added.

"Well, nice to make your acquaintance," Hul said with a bow as he folded his hands in the sleeves of his robes, "I'll come back tomorrow."

And with that done, he turned about and headed towards the door to make his exit into the busy streets of Latent.

Mid morning. The sun shone with a jolly light as the young monk came around the corner and stepped into the building. He wore the exact same thing as the day before, thick light blue robes, even though the weather was fairly nice in Latent. It seemed as though he didnt carry anything with him on the trip, quite peculiar if one was to take any note of this.

"Good morning, m'lady." he spoke rather formally, "Are you ready to set out now, or do you need more time?" he asked.

"Then please, follow me." he said as he turned about and exited the building as the woman followed, holding the door open for her as they left the building and took to the streets.

It seemed that Hul knew very well where he was going, as he moved through the light traffic in the morning briskly until he entered the docks. Now, with rows upon rows of boats, he just had to get to the one he wanted to get to.

He stopped at a mid sized boat, almost like a yacht, and upon it, there were a few other people, crew and other travellers. "This is the boat I came to Latent on. It's fast, powered by magic I believe, and the captain and crew use it for touring purposes as it can travel quickly to specific destinations, as well as providing the occasional lift for us of course, like now." he explained as he boarded the boat, the woman following behind.

Now, through the rest of the day, the trip through the waves would be very quick. During that time, Hul would share information about the monastery, such as a basic layout of the area, some wines that they produced there, and the time it takes for the grapes to be harvested.

As they arrived at a small fishing village, they would enter a humble inn, the time of day close to sun set, as the yacht would then leave, taking other travellers to different destinations. "We'll travel to the monastery in the morning. It's much too cold at night as without the sun, the temperature drops drastically in the empty and frozen plains." he explained as he ate dinner, a bowl of local fish stew flavoured with seaweed and a little bit of imported spices. It seemed as the owners of the business were expecting the young monk and the woman, as they would already have rooms lined up for them. Perhaps Hul had spent the previous days planning such conveniences, or perhaps it was someone else.

((#101 post. Only one thing to do in a time like this. *struts*))

"I heard he was a very accomplished fighter. Unbeatable even. Is it true that, in their first battle, the man called Johnathen Tomorrow and Maximos destroyed a good portion of the outskirts of Barton? If my memory serves me well, reports tell of a giant black demon with a scythe facing off against a great ball of electricity...that would have been a sight to see."

Vincent now shifted in his seat, his eyes wide with something bordering on excitement. "You see, although i cannot fight myself, i find fighters facinating, the Greats in particular. Uplifting stuff, to hear about the private wars waged in the arena grounds, like the Romans or the Greeks. Recorded fights between Tomorrow and Maximos are quite a sight to behold - and there are rumours of unoffical bouts that shook the very earth! The stuff of gods, you might say! Tell me, what do you know about Tomorrow? I heard his greatest challenge was in defeating the Darkness in fair combat just once. The man has beaten the great Flame, but failed in every attempt to bring Maximos to the floor. Why do you think that is?"

*Enki narrowed his eyes slightly and looks back down at the pipe as he speaks, a little less enthusiastic now*

All I know of him is that he is a barbarian berserker who has an unusually high amount of electrical current running through his body... I don't tend to give two shits about that "man..."