The wagon came to a sudden halt, jolting its occupants awake. Roland and Odran rashly opened the wagon door and peeked in, their faces indicating a sense of urgency and worry.
"We're here your grace," Roland spoke in a whisper, "We're in Dale, the shire on the boarder of Meria."
Roland was an average height man with pricing blue eyes, long jet black hair and soft and delicate facial features. It was actually almost odd to call Roland handsome because the man had such a beautiful face. So beautiful that one could almost mistake him for a woman, and that's why he kept a scruffy beard and worked out constantly to maintain his buff physique. One time when he was younger, a young man had actually confessed his love to him because he thought Roland was a beautiful female, the whole ordeal was so disturbing that Ronald vowed to keep himself looking as masculine as possible. He even used to intentionally skip bathing once in a while so he could maintain his 'man stench'.