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Riona smiled back at the Lady. True, she wasn't one for mysteries either. All she craved was the simple and predictible, but how could such a life be achived as a walking anomaly? The unpredicable stalked her and leapt out unexpectedly when her own strangeness wasn't enough. She felt like a simple country girl and had simple country girl dreams. She just wanted her own home in a village that would happily take her. It seemed as if her path was turning in the opposite direction.

Complicated...that word pretty much sumed up her entire existence. She wondered if it were some sort of curse she brought down upon the entire group. She nodded, eyes somewhat glazed ove in thought. “I understand.” She plucked up a bit of courage and turned to the dwarf. She smiled. “I hope you have a safe journey, noble dwarf.”

Riona took the aged leather notebook in her hands. She toyed with the leather ties that kept the book closed. Two mysterious items were now in her possession. She had no urge to open the book, at least not yet. Curiosity had a tendency to put her in deeper holes than she managed to put herself in. Besides, the only elven word she knew was the word for “goat.”

“I certainly shall, M'Lady.” she said and tucked the book beneath her arm. The Lady had failed to mention that they would be travelling West as well. The news finally sparked some curiosity about the notebook. Was it related to the journey? Couldnt the emissary return it? “We're leaving so soon? How are we to travel without our wagons?” She gasped “Oh! What about the rest of our party? Have you seen any other survivors?” She blurted almost in another panic. How could she have forgotten the others?