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Jolanta was muttering a long string of colorful Yaelian curse words as he broke the surface of the water, looking up toward the spot that he'd fallen from. So much had happened in what felt like no time flat, leaving him a bit battered and bruised, as well as very displeased with the entire situation. The bandits weren't really what had gotten under his skin, he'd more then expected such things given the luxurious caravan was just begging to be attacked. It was that unexpected fall that had him so very miffed. Who could be ready for the ground just giving way beneath their feet after all? Certainly not him since he'd just fallen to what he was almost certain was his doom.

Instead it had been a water landing that still left him sore all over, but not dead. After standing up he set to looking himself over, making sure that he was alright, and despite what he was certain would be some bruises later he seemed to be alright. Now all he had to do was find everything he'd lost on the way down. As he busied himself searching for his pack and his sword he found himself grateful that he'd at least gotten paid ahead of time.

At least that way if he didn't catch up with the caravan that had gone racing off without him he didn't have to worry about being screwed out of his pay. At least he wouldn't be if he was able to find his pack which had his pay in it. As he went about the search he found himself suddenly going stock still, turning slowly, and found himself starring at that too flirty Matorian girl from earlier. She'd fallen too? A though that caused him to give a bit of a sigh as he starred at her, trying to decide what he should do now that the situation had gotten that much more complicated.

Jolanta found himself starring at the girl as she suddenly came at him, at first seeming upset... and then set to chatting at him in a manner that was almost overwhelming. After a moment he merely said, "I'm fine." As fine as one could be after such a fall that was. He was likely to feel it for days but it wasn't as though he was going to complain about it, not when he was a grown man and a warrior at that. Compared to something that he could complain about a fall just seemed... petty.

"How are you fairing?" Not that he cared so much exactly but given that she was the sister of the man that hired him there could be money in delivering her back to the caravan. It was something to consider even though he really wasn't a fan of the idea of having to travel too long with a singular person. He'd given up protecting people when he left Yael and it was a decision that had been cemented within his mind after he'd spent a couple weeks looking after a young noble kid back in Oba.

Turning back to the water he continued his search, soon dredging up his sword first out of the water. As the girl set to introducing herself he gave pause, then said, "Everyone just calls me Steel Eyes." For obvious reasons, and because he saw no reason to share his name with people that he would likely never seen again... that or people that he didn't want to have his name when it came to certain people back in Oba. Since he was sure he'd never see Nadiya again he felt his nickname of sorts should suffice.

He was concerned? A thought that had him starring at the Matorian girl before he found himself turning back to his search. That wasn't what he'd meant to imply. It wasn't because he wanted to check on her or appear as though he was more concerned then he actually was, it was just because she was the sister of his current employee and that was it. At the mention of her just being disappointed in the fact that she was missing out on a roast he turned his attention back to her, trying to figure out if she was serious or not. Given the situation that they were in it was kind of hard to tell to be honest.

As she went about debating over his nickname, seeming to be against it before saying that the name did fit. He gave a slow nod of his head before he said, "That is what I am told." No reason to deny what was the honest truth about himself that had been summed up in a name. His search finally turned up the pack that he'd been looking for. He looked it over before giving a nod, "Good. There it is." He opened it up, making sure that everything was still within it, his pay especially. After he made sure that everything was in order the pack was closed and slung over his shoulder.

"You can call me that for as long as we are together, which will only be until we get back to the caravan." There was no reason for her to call him by anything else... but it seemed as though she meant to make a game of trying to figure out his real name. A strange pastime for sure, but if it entertained her he'd let her be. Especially since it would appear that she knew the way back to what had been the destination of the caravan. Best that he play nice so that she didn't all of a sudden refuse to take the lead.

Her assurances that Ahren would be happy if he brought her back improved his mood. Here was to hoping that he'd show that happiness through monetary means. With that he gave a motion with his hand and said, "Please lead the way, Miss Nadiya."

Jolanta gave a sharp shake of his head, "I do not. Today was a special occasion." The pay was good and it was supposed to be a simple escort mission of a caravan. It was supposed to be something that he got done quickly and then he could get back to normal, solo missions. Something a bit dangerous given the whole bug mage threat but he wasn't one to so easily change or start to make friends with other hunters. If someone did that then they started to lose out on money since all bounties were essentially going to be split in half. Not something the Yaelian man was really about to allow.

Giving a sigh as she started in almost instantly with the attempts at new names Jolanta merely said, "If that is what you wish to call me." No reason to argue if she wanted to make up a bunch of different, strange nicknames. If she wanted to entertain herself in such a manner it meant less work on his part.

After taking off his glasses he looked them over, then set to trying to clean them off best he could with a damp shirt as Nadiya continued to chatter next to him. He gave her a glance as she asked him about the future... but decided not to answer. It wasn't that his plans were a giant secret but as things stood he really had no idea what the future held. He thought that he did at one point but those plans had all fallen through. Giving a shrug as she continued he said, "I collect money because everything required to stay alive calls for it. Nothing so interesting as the others that you've met with. What do you do with what money you come across?" Let's see if he could get her to talk about herself instead of asking so much about him he thought to himself idly.

"Perhaps." Lurin was the sort of God that might do such a thing to try to get him out there again though why the God would do so when Jolanta tended to send his prayers to Dafiel was beyond him. Just the God still attempting to draw him into the light even after all of this time. Glancing up in the direction the two of them had fallen he said, "It's always possible when it comes to the Gods. It hard to say what they might want to spend their time on any given day." If Lurin had turned his eyes upon Jolanta he would be surprised for sure, but what else explained the two of them landing in water after such a height, something that had saved them from just striking the ground instead which would have left them injured or worse.

Turning his head as the girl suddenly dropped something that she was carrying he found himself starring at the piece of heavy, wet clothing. It seemed as though she was alright with leaving it behind, saying that she could just buy a new one. Should he pick it up and carry it for her? If he was back home, if he was accompanying one of the Priest or Priestesses then he'd of done so... but given that Nadiya didn't seem too broken up over the loss he decided against it. Best that he concentrated on more important things, especially since the bandits could still be out there somewhere. They didn't want to risk being overburdened if they reappeared so the skirt would be left behind.

"You needn't spin stories about me." He said, lifting one hand, waving it in a dismissive manner before he put his glasses on. Not as clean as he'd like but it was better then nothing. Once he dried out he'd see about cleaning them off in a more thorough manner. His thoughts seemed to sputter out and he turned slowly to glance over at Nadiya who seemed to be taunting him with her somewhat sarcastic response to his attempts. He gave a little sigh before he said, "If you don't want to tell me you can say as much, Miss Nadiya. I won't pry into your affairs if they are something that you don't want to share." He'd heard stories about the problems the Matorians had in the past so maybe it was to do with that?

"Hm? What do you..." He trailed off as he glanced up, looking in the same direction as Nadiya, then sighed, "Of course." There would be a storm to slow them down. He supposed it meant that they would need to do something about that, "We should figure out a place to wait out the storm. Are you aware of anywhere we can go? A grove of trees or a cave?" Somewhere they would be able to avoid the rain and perhaps build up a fire to keep warm and dry out. It might also meant close quarters though which put him a bit on edge just thinking about it.

Would Lurin do something like this for a laugh? He couldn't say that he knew the thoughts of the God but he wasn't sure if that was it. Was it something else? Some sort of lesson that the God thought that he needed to learn? He rather that consider that instead of thinking too hard on what else it might have been, that be the curse he'd lived with flaring up... and without him having access to anyone that could help to cleanse him of it. It was instead something that he'd have to deal with on his own.

"Stern? No... it wasn't quite that." He murmured, lifting a hand unconsciously to scratch against the sealing glyph tattoos that lay on his arm for a moment before dropping his arm to his side. Turning to look over at her the Yaelian man gave a nod of his head before he said, "I understand." It seemed to be that she was hoping for a tit for tat thing, wanted to trade information about herself for information about himself. It was something that would be fair if done in that way but did he want the information? He didn't plan to meet her again so he didn't need to get to know her... but at the same time how long would the two of them be together until he got her back to a village? He wasn't sure if he could exactly ignore her for a long time without just making himself and the Yaeli in general as rude.

"I will keep your suggestions in mind, Miss Nadiya." He said, having ever been one to use full names and titles when it came to those that he traveled with both back home and here on the mainland.

So it seemed as though they weren't going to be able to find a place to avoid the rain so easily, huh? She didn't seem to know where any of the locations he'd asked about were to be found meaning that they were going to have to find somewhere by chance. Here was to hoping that Dafiel would lead them to some long forgotten place that they could hide out in while avoiding the rains. Looking over at the Matorian woman he said, "Let's do what we can to find a place then." He said, turning to lead the way along the length of the cliffs that they'd fallen from. If they were going to find a place to hide it would be along the cliffs. Something that he hoped happened sooner then later since the rains were already upon them.

"It's only polite, especially given that we aren't well acquainted." Though to be honest he'd still act the same even if they had met each other several times, it was just something that was second nature to him. He was one that used to serve others once upon a time ago after all. While it was something he didn't want to do any longer it was a hard habit to break.

As they walked along he nearly tripped over his own feet at the mention of her breaking out soap so that she could take a shower so as not to waste the rain water. Turning around quickly he gave her a long look, trying to figure out if she was joking or not, before he said, "I... warn me if you mean to do that so I can give you your privacy." He didn't want to be accused of being untoward and being too close if she meant to clean up in the rain. He didn't want to wander too far since there was the threat of the bug mages but he didn't want to be close enough that he might appear as a pervert. It would be a careful line to walk indeed.

Lifting his silver gaze he starred at the cliff side before he said, "Hard to say. It could be a way of getting back up or finding a cave higher up but I don't know what I think about climbing such a path in this rain." It seemed a bit on the dangerous side, "Let me check it first." He made the offer unconsciously, used to being willing to step into danger first to keep those he was traveling with safe. Something he'd mostly tried to avoid doing since coming to the mainland though.