[Mountain Slopes]

"Nothing's ever simple with him, is it?" Ilpholin says, finding that nausea returning in full force. She excuses herself for a moment, as she steps aside and expels stomach contents in a rather undignified manner.

Ilpholin returns a few seconds later, wiping her mouth, thoroughly embarrassed. She doesn't draw much attention to it as she starts up the slope instead. "So, how did you get yourself roped into the King's service?" Ilpholin asks Damon.