Jeil woke up late that morning. Remembering all the events that had transpired last night, he quickly got ready, collected some items, swung onto his horse, and searched for Rekka in town. He couldn't find the man anywhere. When he had asked around for a 'hooded' man around town, he received information that he had already left, heading in the direction of Beira.
Beira? Interesting. I hope I didn't scare Rekka off yesterday... Indeed, Jeil seemed completely changed after sobering up in the morning. Given that his hair and eyes held the same edge of wildness as when he was drunk, his demeanor was definitely tempered with intelligence. After finding out some important bits of information late last night, especially regarding LayGuard and a certain Alexandre, Jeil had decided that traveling along with Rekka has its advantages, mainly potentially allowing him access to certain people. Guess I'll try to follow Rekka for the time being. By doing so, I could probably further my own objectives.
Kicking his mount into a gallop, he rode off into the direction of Beira. There was only one road in that direction, and figuring that Rekka didn't have a horse, meaning he couldn't have gone very far, he hoped to catch up to him. Sure enough, he could see distant figures on the path up ahead. Didn't remember him having any companions, he reflected. While he could have ridden up to Rekka, Jeil decided to play it safe, choosing instead to follow their slow pace, a few paces behind. It would be obvious to both Rekka, and the male on top of the horse that he was following, but he didn't want to startle them, or intrude upon their conversation.
A vein pulsed on his neck, as he inched along the road. What the hell was Rekka thinking? It would be days to Beira without a mount... Jeil bit his tongue. Patience.