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Prince Tousa of Darinest

Tousa gave her a very annoyed look as she over-exaggerated the smell and he then glanced to the pillow and let out a frustrated groan. "I'm covered in sweat because I was practicing my forms throughout my entire watch and using magic." He retorted.

He moved over to the nearby stream and stripped his upper body to nothing but his skin before taking handfuls of water and rinsing off as best as he could, cleaning off his sweat and then taking a drink of water.

Overall he felt refreshed even after that simple little rinse.

Prince Tousa of Darinest

Tousa turned and nearly dropped the piece of meat into the stream. With an irritated huff he stood and slipped his cleaner but still dripping form back into his kimono. "Thanks. Perhaps if someone wasn't so deliberately rude the Prince might not get so easily offended." He stated with slight irritation. He the stuck the piece of meat into his mouth and walked over to the bedroll and began to roll it back up, chewing on the meat while he did so.

He paused to take the meat out. "Remember you need to stay hidden if I confront the soldiers. Only if open combat starts should you come out." He stated before sticking the meat back in and chewing it thoroughly.

Prince Tousa of Darinest

"Yet you want me to be more relaxed." He muttered as he got onto the back of his horse, still straightening out his clothing and hair. Once it was done he clicked his heels into the horse and trotted up next to Anja before slowing his horse to a walk to ride side by side.

"Now you look like a mystic. You know, like someone who casts spells? I think you're just going to stick out like a sore thumb no matter where we go or how you dress." Tousa stated with a nod. "You're going to make for a horrible mess of when we reach cities, you realize that don't you?"

Prince Tousa of Darinest

"Whomever said I would try to pass off as a commoner?" Tousa asked before glancing over to Anja. "I will be passing myself off as a female merchant when we get to cities, and you will be my attendant. It's why I was asking you about dye's yesterday. I would need to apply makeup to my face."

Tousa stated this as if this was a common, everyday occurrence. Disguising oneself as a woman instead of their own gender and using it to gain passage to places that would otherwise be impossible to get access to. "My father had a woman teach me the proper etiquette and dressing styles of a woman of the court when I was younger. Told me I might need it to escape the castle one day. Strange that I will be using it to infiltrate the capital instead."

Prince Tousa of Darinest

Tousa looked over to Anja and touched at his hair. "This? Oh, no. The men have always had long hair in my family. Consider it a tradition among my family. Is it that strange to see a man with long hair?" He asked.

Tousa looked over to her, now holding onto a lock of it and running his hands down it as if trying to get the tangles out of it. "It feels nice in my opinion. Besides, I wouldn't look even remotely as kind as I do with short hair. People say it gives me a more gentle appearance."

Prince Tousa of Darinest

Tousa shook his head. "I have no questions at the moment Anja. I would present them to you if I had them." His gaze moved back towards the village. "Besides, my mind is on other things other than the curiosities of a Lycan and their anatomy and various flaws."

He moved his horse onto the dirt road that led to the village, the animal much more appreciative to the fact they were on flat ground rather than bumpy off-road terrain. He pat the horses neck and pet it before reaching for his spear and pulled it out of the thin holster he had placed it in.

The loose hold on the weapon was a relaxed one and he brought his other hand to suppress a yawn as they approached. A few villagers had spotted them, calling out to others and pointing. Seemed visitors on horseback were a rare sight. That was an interesting idea.

Prince Tousa of Darinest

"We don't need to pretend here. Here we are simply travels. Major towns and cities is when we will be taking up those roles, we need to practice them before using the disguise I think." Tousa stated calmly. "For now we're just travelers. Which is a truth because we are travelling."

Tousa came up to the closest villager and spoke with a small smile, straightening his back slightly as he approached. "Greetings." He stated from horseback.

"Greetings sir, wha' ya' doin' comin' from tha' roa' la' tha'? A for' do'n tha' a'ay y'know." The villager responded and Tousa took a moment to decipher what the villager meant with the country dialect.

"Ah, no we did not. My companion and I have been cutting across the wilderness for the past while. We must have gone past without realizing it." Tousa moved to dismount, patting the horse as he did so as it let out a huff and tossed its mane back and forth.

"I 'sa'. Weh' weh'lome ta Mimenso village." The man stated offering a hand out to shake. The villagers seemed happy enough. Certainly not scared of a beast or off put by travelers even though a moment ago they had been pointing.

Tousa took the hand gingerly, unsure of what was happening. Did the villager know he was royalty and he was going to kiss his signet ring? He glanced back to Anja awkwardly, had he failed that horribly in disguising who he was? Instead he was given a vigorous hand-shake, one that nearly sent him smacking his head on the road. However the prince recovered and awkwardly shook the man's hand back. This was new.

Prince Tousa of Darinest

Tousa shot a glare at Anja about having to sleep on the floor but he kept his mouth shut for now, instead pulling back his hand and stepping behind Anja to rub at his wrist secretly as to not offend the man.

The man scratched his chin. "I 'now 'bou' a In' bu we ca' fin' a pla' fa' ye ta sta' I be'. Youngs'ers mi't 'ave ques'ions fa' tha' two ya' thou'." The man stated with a nod before motioning for them to follow.

Tousa help the reins of his horse and leaned over to Anja. "Do all commoners greet each other by throwing them around like that?" He murmured, doing his best not to attract to many stares. More and more people were coming out and calling out to the farmer that was leading them. Seemed to be a pretty well known person here, or just a very tight knit community.

((You don't need to add the accent, I just added for a bit of humor and the fact that they have a heavy accent that makes it almost unintelligible as to what they are saying for someone like Tousa))