An old, worn hand stretched out and grasped the book firmly. He smiled as he felt its old leather that seemed to be still intact, surprising for its age. Bulivye quickly wrapped it with a piece of soft leather to keep it from being damaged by the rain, tucking it inside his bag as he turned to the door, stopped by a familiar face.
"I thought the Bree-lander was to gather this, yet here you are before me, quite a curious thing. Tell me, Bulivye how you plan on retrieving the orders from the captain?"
The man smiled as he folded his arms across his chest, awaiting his answer from the weathered man. Bulivye smiled as he pulled his grayed mane back from his face, looking to the young man and simply remained quiet. The man before him growing irritated from his silence.
"Do you truly believe this is a weight you can bear on your shoulders, you are but a man. Your bones are beaten and broken, your skin and mind have been worn over the years. You've grown to live a happy life, with a daughter and a son. This is not something you can do on your own, you should have left this to the Order."
Bulivye smiled and tilted his head, his blue eyes studying the man before him as he spoke.
"Ah suppose so, aye. Teh order is rather busy with other things at teh moment, tis time ah took up meh shield and did what ah do best. Yes, ah am an old man, but ah've got more experience in mah little toe than yah do yer entire bodeh. So come laddeh, if yah be wishin' tah stop meh, then make yer move. Ah pray yeh hurry, Ah have places tah be laddeh."
The man was taken back slightly, staring at Bulivye. The two stood, simply staring at each other for several moments before the man stood to the side, letting the old man by. As he passed, Bulivye rested a firm hand on his shoulder and gave him a nod as he made his way outside.
He pulled his hood up over his head, protecting himself as much as he could from the heavy rain that had besieged the small city for quite a few days. He looked up to Calamity, who was taking huge mouthfuls of the grass as she looked around curiously at her new environment. He walked to her carefully, stuffing the bag inside the large saddle bag.
Bulivye looked around for a moment before saddling the horse, situating himself before letting Calamity go. The sound of her hooves thundered around the city as she galloped past, heading for the gate as they bolted through. She raced across the green, open fields filled. Making their way closer and closer to Angmar, in search of the next piece.
