Kiral chuckled as White's question, "Like I said, I earn more when contracting. I get a year and a half's worth of wages in 6 months. I spend all my winters chilling out, drinking, and spending more time with the old fart on Saturdays." Kiral sighed as he put the cigarette back into its pack and placed it in his pocket. He stood up and kept his hand on the handle of his weapon as a carriage came into view. From the looks of it, it looked like a poor family, nothing that resembled soldiers. Kiral walked up to it and waved them over, "Excuse me, are you folks heading to the next town out east, or at least passing by it? My friends and I could use a lift over if you don't mind." The woman seemed hesitant, but the man merely looked into Kirals eyes for a good amount of time before he spoke up, "Why not. Get thou and thine friends over in the back. We ain't got much, and you seem to have good eyes. However, there's one condition. Make sure that cutie friend of thine sit next to me and mine sister. I like to travel while surrounded by beautiful women."