De Camino et Virtus Bellorum

Bjorn and Merlin fallow. Bjorn with one hand on his sword, Merlin looking at the sights. Bjorn gets to the front of the group and reaches the top first

Bjorn saw a beautiful young woman standing at the edge of the tower, blonde hair that in the harsh lighting from the storm appeared to be stark white. Her dress shimmered and sparkled - whatever it was made of was clearly not normal cloth. She hadn't heard them come up the stairs and was looking anxiously out across the snowdrifts toward the crash site of the airships.

Bjorn did the first thing he did when he sees a girl way out of his league in looks, he wolf whistles

The girl flinched as if physically struck, spinning around to see the group emerging from the staircase. Her skin, already very pale, lost what little color it had as her expression went from mild anxiety to sheer terror. Speaking in Norwegian (and thus only Phil and Bjorn understood), she stammered, "Stay back! Don't come any closer!"

Phil sheaths his blade. "We mean no harm."

"Us yes" Bjorn motioned at the twins behind them "They on the other hand want you get harmed"

"What are you saying?" Vincent demanded in English.

The Exile heard that and switched briefly to English with a perfect American accent. "Please, you have to stay away from me! I don't want to hurt you!" She switched back to Norwegian for Bjorn and Phil's benefit and repeated the same message.

"I think were fin-What are you doing?" Bjorn asks Merlin as he steps forward.

Merlin comes within private conversation distance and says in a voice that only the exile could hear "Young and full of power, but it is unmastered"

The Exile had, as Merlin approached, backpedaled until she ran out of tower and then moved sideways, trying to keep distance between herself and the others. "I said stay away! You're not safe here, you have to leave before I hurt you!" The wind had stirred up as she noticed them the first time and it was beginning to whip around the top of the tower, carrying stinging barrages of snow. The sunlight was darkening, blocked out by clouds and ice, and the visibility had dropped rapidly to about thirty feet.

Phil backs up a bit and shields his eyes from the snow. "We just need safe passage to Arendelle and speak with the queen, that's it."

"The queen?" That had an obvious effect on the woman, whose gaze turned south away from the group. "Anna..." she murmured, almost too soft to hear over the wind. 

After a moment, with an obvious effort of willpower, she turned to face Phil. "Arendelle is directly south from Ernordfjel. I can try and keep the skies clear enough for you to navigate by them, but I can't...can't promise anything, I can't always control my powers. Please, you have to go before I hurt you."

"I'm afraid you'll be coming with us, young lady." Vincent said, gesturing with the gun. That was evidently far enough out of left field that she didn't have a response to it for the moment.

Bjorn puts both hands on his blades "She's letting us go you pricks. Lets do that"

"Actually, our ships crashed onto the side of a mountain over there." Phil points to where the woman was looking at before.

"You can fix them, can't you?" The question was almost a plea. It was quite clear she didn't want them to be here and was terrified.

"Well if you can find someone who can fix a ship that went head first into a cliff let me know"

"Actually, if we can scavenge enough parts from the newer British vessels, we may be able to fix up the exegeiroma." Phil says to himself.

"Well that nice. Lets leave" Bjorn says starting to walk away "Wait wait one second. Whats your name?" Bjorn asks the exile

"But...Then you'll have to get to Arendelle on foot, you can't stay here."

"What's your name. I really don't want to keep calling you the Exile?"

"...Elsa. My name is Elsa."

Bjorn recognized that name - she was the former queen.

"We figured out a way to fix our ship so we shal be going now." Phil says.

"Queen Elsa has ice powers" Bjorn says to himself "I've been away to long"

Phil looks over at Bjorn. "Queen Elsa?"

"Right. Come along."

Elsa looked at Rupert blankly. "I'm not going with you. I can't, I could lose control of my powers and - "

Rupert put the gun to the Scot's temple.

Phil takes out his pistol as well and points it at Rupert. "What the hell are you doing?"