[ "This guy must be from the north because he acts barbaric and is stupid." ] [No, he's mad. Just because he's mad doesn't make him barbaric and stupid. Geez. I know it's just roleplay, but there's no need to make false observations of someone. Those from the north are merely..evil, one could say. Not barbaric, it never said they were, in the intoductory post. Learn to read, please, if you wish me to continue roleplaying in this thread. I will not waste my time here if you're not going to be a good roleplayer, I'm sorry.]
Ignoring the two Southerners, Aubrey dragged Annika through the forest.
"What, in all that is sane, are you doing down there! Never, EVER go to the South, you'll run into bumbling idiots." Aubrey kept his eyes ahead as he walked, and his voice was rough from the hatred burning in his throat.
"Aubrey," Annika hissed, barely audible to those that may be close, but no one is close, except Aubrey, so he is the only one that hears. "If I could get them to trust me, it would be perfect...We could stage the perfect sneak attack..."
She trailed off as they came to a large tree. Annika's tree. Aubrey pointed up, "Get it."
Sighing, Annika did so. She begand climbing the tree with odd, cat-like grace, until she reached the hollow with her armour. She began lacing the plating to her body, after she rid herself of her cloak, letting it drift to the ground below. She tied her katana to her belt after she finished with her armour, and planted the helmet onto her head.