"Erm, well, I don't really need any healing potions, since I have healing magics, do you have any magic stamina potions by chance? Or potions of accuracy?" She asked.

"An honour, One-Eye." Tirnedir said. "Aludil, show us the meaning of haste!" he said to the horse.
Aludil broke into a sprint, and sped down the cobbled streets of Minas Tirith, until they were at the gate.

"I think we may a few magic left, and maybe a couple of stamina. Let me check." With that the woman jogged off to the back comeing back with an armful of bottles. "Right I found two stamina potions, five magic, and I brought out a handful of accuracy potions." She smiled. "A mission huh? Any chance you could use a few mages?"

The man hopped on the horse whom followed the other animal. "So why spirit animals? Why not just steal gold? Would that not be easier?"

"I plan to trap them, alive. Spirit animals that are trapped are worth more than gold. They're worth diamonds." Tirneldir said, riding Aludil through the gate.

"Diamonds? Childs play." The man said. At that moment he had four of the gems, all from expensive jewelry he had stolen.

"You're obviously not from around here." Tirneldir said with disgust. "Diamonds are the highest system of currency Gondor has. One diamond is the equivalent of one hundred gold coins. We stop here for the night."
It was growing dark...
Tirneldir lit a fire, and let Aludil graze.
"So, tell me, One-Eye, where exactly you are from." Tirneldir said, looking at the thief.

Had this man the courage to insult him? He would good mind to kill him and take his gold and such, but that was uncalled for. "Everywhere, I've been to so many places I don't recall which was my home, nor do I want to."

"I remember that I was born in Rivendell, like my cousin Arwen was. I remember believing that the whole world was that beautiful, until I realized only Rivendell and Lothlorien were beautiful." he pulled out his chain knife, and started to sharpen it. "Be warned, One-Eye, Orcs and Goblins often come on these grounds. So sleep with your sword or dirk under your pillow."

"Like I would always. I would say that I would sleep with one eye opened but alas I would merely be awake if I did that." He didn't plan on sleeping. An hours rest would do him good but no more than that. He was with a stranger, one that didn't seem to know his name. It was odd to say the least.