Sharing

The two shared some food and some drinks, continuing to exchange polite words as the night rolled over them.

A group of men playing strings instruments were walking among the crowd, stopping near tables and groups of people, performing for a few coppers here and there.

A young girl walked around the market selling flowers to couples and lovers that walked the streets of the North Quarter.

"If you are not really sure where you are going next maybe it's time to leave it all behind and try a new adventure." He offered. "A woman must be attracted to adventure. I can see it in your eyes. And your hands. You are not a farmer or nor a housewife. An certainly not someone's maid." He grinned again drinking from his cup.

"A wandering warrior. Seems to be your were destined to come to the desert." He popped a few more pieces of meat into his mouth swirling his glass. "Maybe you should join me. Something tells me I could use someone like you by my side." Came the sudden offer.

"A new life among my Sept. Travelling the ancient roads of the Golden Diamond. With only the mighty sky above us and the wind at our backs."