[Serion D'Rinishad]

Serion had seen the horses before anything else. He had recognized one of the beautiful beasts as Faust's, having seen it not too long ago, and slowed his own ebony-hued mare to a walk. It was a strong horse that Serion had gotten from Prime, but he truely did miss his old horse, Shadow. The dark elf silently told himself that a trip to his castle on Kaldres Isle was a most needed journey. Surely Snurple and the other goblins had managed themselves well at Castle D'Rinishad. Serion had given them a better life after slaying the wizard that had enslaved and created the mutations. Hopefully the goblins were still loyal to his cause, as he never asked much of them in the first place.

Bringing his horse to a stop next to the others, Serion lightly dismounts as well, his ardentium gear making barely the smallest of noises. The swordsman had seemed to have gotten back in the swing of things, for the most part, and the way he moved and carried himself was proof. Unsaddling his own horse, and rubbing it's long nose affectionately, Serion makes his way towards where he could hear some running water. Surely the other two had been waiting for him there, as opposed to standing about amongst the trees.

With subconsciously measured steps, Serion strides into the clearing of the stream, catching the end of Faust and Areka's conversation. "Indeed. What is Zy'noir up to these days. We didn't have too much conversation with each other, and apparently it has been even longer with my absence." Almost as an afterthought, Serion gives a slight bow to Areka, smiling. "I am Serion. Faust has told me your name is Areka. I am happy to see the House of D'Rinishad grow once more." With introductions over, Serion truely was curious as to what Zy'noir had planned. She was older than Serion, so perhaps she was getting too old...and with the lack of cooperation amongst her daughters, perhaps they had all managed to kill themselves. This trip to Acumin may turn out to be a trip to Herrozal as well.