Despite traveling in a party of four, there was a tense air about them, one that even put off the resilient Beaumont. As his hooves clopped against the stone ground… his metal armor clanging against his chest… he craned his neck over his shoulder to get another look at the Coursers he had brought along with him.Just behind him was Seraphim, an armorer. Imposing and experienced with weapons, the mare was the f...