Lonán Arzura's Story

Aetrius smiled as she bid Linde a goodnight, and that she accepted her offer for future dance lessons. She gave her another bow, and a longing look as Linde left the tavern. When she left she sighed, she wasn't very tired and could use a few drinks, but not alone. She ordered herself a tankard of BloodCrest Rum and took a seat next to Lolan at his table. She chuckled as he was talking to himself and murmuring something about Hawk, Silly bastard, already got drunk without me? Shame." she looked at him and smiled, they never really did talk much, and allbeit he wasn't a bad guy, despite his rather immature nature at times.

"So, Lolan." she started as she took a sip of her drink and reclined in her seat, and stretched. "How was your night? Despite the singing you did, and the fact that you're dead drunk already, I'm assuming you either got lucky with some bar maiden, or are just a weak man when it comes to alcohol." she said with a chuckle as she continued to take sips from her drink now an then. The evening for her was, for the lack of a better word, great. She didn't know why, but dancing with Linde made her feel happy, the first time she felt like that in a very, very long time. And she hoped it wasn't the last and only time as she liked her time with Linde. Something about that woman just, intrigued her beyond her ability to know why, and was focused on finding out the reason why.

She felt her face go white as Lolan poked fun at her and Linde dancing, making a snide comment about them. "I-I'll have you know that we're just friends and that is was nothing more than a simple dance." she countered rather sharply. She knew that wasn't the truth, at all. But hoped he would believe her lie. "Besides, you were the one who cheered us on to dance, need I remind you, Lolan Arzura of Saharan." she said with a sly grin and a sharp glare.

She took a few more sips of her drink, but almost choked at the mention of her past and where she was from, and the bet he was willing to gamble. She wasn't about to just spill her guts about her past to him over some damned drinks, and even more she wasn't about to be out drank by some red haired fool from Saharan. She growled and smirked as she held her cup to her lips, "Alright, pony tail. You're on. First one to either pass out, throw up, or tap out loses and has to spill their guts, not literally of course. But I must warn you, I'm known to be a champion at these sorts of things." she said with a grin. And with that she ordered fifteen rounds of her drinks, and fifteen of Lolan's.

"Whenever you're ready, pony boy."

Lonán nodded and took the first Tankard. ”May the best liver win!” He shouted as he took a long drink.

Aetrius grinned at his acceptance, and quickly drank her first, then second tankard of BloodCrest Rum. She had forgotten that she hadn't eaten much that day at all, and with the amount of alcohol she was taking in in so little time was starting to make her feel nauseous, but she put on a brave face and continued drinking. She was not about to be outdone by Lolan, not now and not this quickly.

onán kept it going, and downed his fifth one. ”Ha! You’re looking a little green.... is the little lost...Hic... Saharan scared? Hic!”

Her eyes widened at his comment, both as he called her scared and taunting her for being nauseous, as well as calling out her Saharan heritage. She eyed him angrily and growled, "Saharan? I think you must be mistaken, Lolan Arzura. I'm not from Saharan." she snapped back and downed her first three, then drank another five. Slowly feeling the alcohol hit her. But continued drinking none the less. She was a stubborn mule and if this didn't prove it, nothing would.

Lonán smirked and prepared to grab his sixth Tankard, hoping she’d keep up the battle. This battle of gaining her friendship, and downed it, then kept at it, ”Then why do you have a Saharan Merchant House Mark On yer shoulder?” He asked flatly. ”Cause such patterns aren’t...common outside of that house.”

She finished downing her sixth one when she gagged at the comment of her tattoo. How did he know she had tattoos, nevermind where it was? Did Linde tell him? She doubted it, Linde promised she wouldn't tell anyone what was said between them that day she revealed her scars to her. She looked back at him across the table, "Tattoo? I don't...." she sighed and crossed her arms, she was tired of putting up a front, but the fact he knew or had an idea of who she was upset her. "So....You know, huh? How'd you figure it out then, Arzura?"

Lonán set down his drink. ”The time after the bandits, when they were fixing you up they removed your shirt at the clinic... I saw it then. I didn’t want to bother you about it then. But I felt sooner or later I had to to confirm if I was right, and this friend of yours is also Saharan, I presume." He looked at her seriously. "Because if so, this doubles my promise that I will help you get her back."


Aertrius sighed and nodded, reluctantly she gave up on the challenge and looked Lolan in the eyes. "Fine. You are correct. I am from Saharan, as you expected, as is Kieran. But how she is close to me shall remain my concern only. But the fact that you know now worries me and helps me know I am in good company. The others mustn't know, Lolan. There is a reason I haven't said anything about me and where I'm from." she crossed her arms and reclined in her seat further, never breaking her gaze from Lolan.

Lonán listened to her explanation never once batting an eye. What pain could she be hiding, and why be ashamed of being a child of the land of their Birth? ”Alright.. I will not press you. ‘What happens in the Carnival of Shifting Sands stays in the Carnival of Shifting Sands’ My first Boss said.” He said as he smiled,”When you are ready to talk about it to me or the others, I will be waiting and even support you. Hell I’ll even teach you how to meditate and calm your mind, and we can talk about our childhoods even. Hell ya can give me advice on girls even though I’ve had my share of romances. I want us to be Friends Aetrius, I hope my knowledge of our common home isn’t damaging to the Progress of our friendship.”

He went quiet after that, and silently downed his eighth Icefire, and began to feel its effects.


She looked at him and remained silent until after he was speaking, she had her manners and knew when to remain silent until the one talking had finished. She pondered for a moment, was he telling the truth? He seemed sincere and honest, and genuinely wanting to help her find Kieran. She would keep her eye on him from now on, now that he knew. But it was good to know there was a fellow Saharan that understood her, and wouldn't pry where he wasn't meant to know.

"Thank you, Lolan Arzura. I....I haven't talked about my home in...years, it's difficult to talk about, ya know? But thank you...After we find Kieran, I will be able to explain more about myself and her...Just, not now. First we need to find her. That is our common goal, I suppose." she gave a slight smile, and pushed her drink aside, accepting her defeat in a drinking contest. She looked back at him and chuckled at his comment on helping him with women. "I'm not exactly the one to look at for help with relationships, but...Thank you. I will uh, take advising you in that area into consideration. And, while it is an annoyance and a hindrance knowing you know what house I am from, it only means we have common ground as well as values...Maybe...maybe we could become friends, but that might be something to never happen. Not saying we can't be acquaintances, just not exactly friends....now anyway." she stretched and stood up, wobbling in the spot she was in, too many booze in so little time, "A-anything else you wish to know?" she asked rather begrudgingly.

Lonán shook his head ”No. I’m getting drunker then a mule, so That’s enough questions for now. You’d best rest off the drinks you had, I’ll order us a nice big breakfast tomorrow morning.”

She gave him a rather kind smile and nod, giving him a small bow, "Alright, Lolan. You have a good night, I'll be going to sleep now, it is rather late and sleep calls to me...And yeah, I suppose sleep for tomorrow isn't too much of a bad thing, I'd advise you sleep soon as well. Goodnight, Sir Lolan of Saharan." she said, turned her heel, waved him off and headed out of the tavern, and back into the inn. She shuffled her way back to the inn in her slightly drunk manner, walking through the door, and up the stairs where there room was. While drunk she was no lady, rather loud and careless, her foot steps echoed throughout the halls as she walked to her room. She attempted to unlock the door, but found it to be locked. She placed her head against the door drunkenly, and shuffled in her cloak for her room key while mumbling rather loudly, after eventually finding it she unlocked the door and stepped inside, without any bed preparation she fell onto the bed, and easily fell asleep, getting lost in a drunken filled state of sleep.

Aetrius was one of the last ones awake the next morning, it having gone by way too quickly. She desired sleep, but after being awoken by both Lolan and Linde knocking on her door, she eventually joined them downstairs in the diner part of the inn. After they all ate and exchanged small talk, well the others did, as both Aetrius and Lolan were suffering with headaches from the drink challenge the night prior.

Before they left, Aetrius went to one of the stores and got supplies, warmer clothing and tents, food, and she managed to find a new mask that could be used for Veilbrand, as she knew she would need to hide her face their. Some of the others asked why, and remained to keep the reasoning to herself, as it was also due to her not feeling completely confident with herself.

But later that day they came to a remote clearing along the way to Valoc in a large forest. They pitched their new tents and supplies, making camp rather easily. It would be cold, as winter was coming to this area of Cre' Est and they'd need a fire to burn all night, not just for warmth but also to ward off the wild life as this place was known for wild wolves, bears, and other deadly creatures at night. Aetrius built a large barn fire and torches all along the camp, keeping enough light for protection and warmth for them all. As the days passed, it was the second day of them staying in the camp, they were sitting at the fire preparing to eat, when Aetrius noticed Linde seemed to be rather cold, she knew Linde didn't have alot of warm clothes, as she guessed she lived in a warmer place than Veilbrand. Aetrius walked past where Linde was sitting, she removed her cloak and gently wrapped it around Linde's shoulders, "You'll need it more than I do, so...keep it. I'll be fine, I'm used to colder weather." she said with a kind smile, and sat across the fire from where Linde was, and began to eat the dinner that Lolan had prepared for them all.

"Sure, always welcome an interesting story." Aetrius said with a small smile as she casually answered Linde's question if anyone wanted to hear a story.

Aetrius was happily enjoying the story thus far and was eating the dinner that was made for them, looking down at the ground as she was rather insecure when it came to eating. When she did look up however, she wasn't expecting to see what was currently in front of her, all she saw was clothing and a the general shape of something that was all too familiar to her. It was Linde's ahem chest, right infront of her face, her left hand was holding the plate and her right was holding her fork, but when she saw what had been going on, the fork fell from her hand onto the plate as her face turned several shades of red. Aetrius remained still and in shock as she just sat there with that view, until Linde smirked at her and walked off, continuing her tale. Aetrius couldn't speak or even more, she was frozen in place, hand appearing as if it was holding an invisible fork and eyes wide as tea saucer plates.

Eventually when Linde was done spinning her tale of all things, it had to be that, she finally slowly looked up. Thankfully with no female breasts in her sights, her blush slowly starting to go away. She needed to calm and cool down, she carefully placed the plate on the log she was sitting on and stood up, face still a bright red but was thankfully covered by the fire's glow. "I-I uh....Uhm....I-I'm gonna go on a walk....I-if anyone needs me, I-I'll be over...." she looked around as she needed to think of something, noticing a path that was well treaded upon, "There, I'll be there if you need me for anything." she stuttered and awkwardly stumbled away from the fire, and dipped out of there. She needed to clear her head and not have that image ingraved into her mind, sadly it was too late for her.

"That woman is going to be the death of me I swear...." she muttered to herself as she started her walk to nowhere in particular. Thankfully the moon was out and shone its light, making walking easy, but still dangerous without fire light.


The next day they woke up early and took down the tents, ate food, prepared for the long trip ahead of them to Valoc. Things were a bit awkward between Linde and Aetrius, as the events that took place the previous night still left Aetrius rather flustered and every time she looked at Linde a blush were spread across her face. But as the days passed by the group only grew closer to even becoming better and closer friends, some more than others. They passed by towns, villages, outposts and all the like. Meeting new people, encountering ruffians here and there, dispelling trouble every way they went. Eventually they made it to the capital of Veilbrand, Valoc. The was seemed to endlessly surround the city, one may say it did. As all you could see was large and thick walls guarding the great city from invasion and the like. Once they passed through security checks, they were allowed into Valoc.

Aetrius warned them of the dangers that would lie in Veilbrand, it was not only walled off from invaders, but to also keep people from leaving. The only people allowed weapons were military or security personnel or people among those ranks. As well as passerby's and travelers, but were kept under tight surveillance. Once they made it into the middle sector of the city, they stopped in the middle of a marketplace and store center. People were everywhere, of all kinds. Shop keepers, buyers, travelers, townspeople, young and old. The group stayed together, as Aetrius warned them, "The people here are dangerous and should not be underestimated, even some children...The people here are some of the wort kind. If you must go somewhere, stay in a group, never go anywhere alone. Trust no one." she said under the new mask she had bought, also dressed in one of her new outfits with her hood up, and mask covering her face. She knew she would need to keep her face covered, as unbeknownst to her friends, she frequented Veilbrand in the past for....business purposes. She was going to talk to the group more as to devise their plans of what to do to start searching for Kieran, she knew where it was and how to get there, but their course of action would be of most importance.

"What did I tell you, you little bitch? Don't try running away from me, you hear?!" a deep voice sounded out from the crowd, garnering Aetrius' attention, as well as the group. It was a rather large man yelling at a small child that couldn't have been any older than twelve, if even ten years old. She was small, light brown hair, dark grey eyes, innocent looking, and rather roughed up looking. It didn't take her a second thought to understand what was going on. Slave traders... she thought to herself. If there was anything that she hated more, it was slave traders. The lowest of the low, next to murderers and rapists in her opinion. She swiftly dismounted Bree and strode over to the man and child. She forcefully pushed him aside, causing him to reel back and yell, "Watch where you're going, slut! This is none of your business. Just walk away and you won't get hurt. Much." he said with a sneer as he held a cat and nine tails in his hand, a painful and grotesque whip Aetrius was all but too familiar with. She growled at the man, and seized him by the throat, smashing him into the wall, "I will gut you like a fish where you stand, you piece of shit. Do you hear me?!" she yelled, slamming him against the wall again, and punched him square in the jaw. The man reeled back and spit on the ground. "I told you to stay out of this, bitch!" he exclaimed, going for a punch.

Aetrius dodged with ease, not even coming close to her. She grabbed him by the arm, and slammed her arm down heavily in the joint between his arm and elbow, dislocating it in one swift motion. Causing the man to yell out in agony and fall to the ground. "Get up, you uselss, good for nothing, bastard!" she punched him again and then again, until she slammed her leg into his jaw, letting him fall to the ground. She panted, breathing heavily as she looked at the beaten man. Her attention was fully on him as she was in a pure and blinded rage. She never once took her eyes off the man from behind her mask, it was only taken away when she saw movement from the corner of her eye. She saw the child pick up the whip that her slave master had dropped. Aetrius immediately snapped out of it once she saw the look on the girl's face, she was horrified of Aetrius, and trembling before the compared to her giant. Aetrius slowly turned to the child, and slowly knelt down infront of her, removing her hood and mask, revealing to the child that she was actually a woman, a scarred up but none the less rather good looking female. To the child's relief her savior was a female, which caused her to relax somewhat. She looked at the child and spoke to her in a calm and soft voice, looking her directing in the eyes, "That man, your....your master, he's hurt you, hasn't he?" she asked with a tone of sadness in her voice, the girl shook her head. Aetrius sighed, "It's okay, sweetheart...You're safe, okay? I...I was once like you...A slave..." her voice fell flat, and she looked down. She never spoke of her past, especially the fact she was once a slave, but this time she had to. The girl looked at Aetrius with innocent and scared eyes.

"You want proof...?" she asked, the girl slowly and nervously nodded. Aetrius nodded at the girl, and slowly stood up. She took a deep breath, and removed her belt and over shirt, having her chest binder be the only thing that was covering her chest. Normally she wouldn't do something like this in public or at all, but this was the only exception. She turned so the young girl could see her scars, littering her whole back, she then put her clothing back on and looked at the child as she crouched back down. "I have the same scars...same story...I know what he did, and he can do it no longer to you, okay? If he or anyone ever tries to harm you again, I will personally deal with them." she said with a slight chuckle. She then became solemn and serious. She slowly unwrapped the wrapping around her hands, covering the scars on her palms and forarms, she spoke to the child yet again, "These...These were made by my master...When I was your age, one day I did something he didn't like, and as usual he would punish me, and hurt me...Much like your master would do to you...As punishment that day he made me carry heavy load of supplies through the shop, with recently forged chains...These are what is left..." she looked back up at the girl, who's eyes were filled with tears and sadness, but nevertheless she continued her speech, not caring who heard her pour out her life story to a child. "But, a few weeks before he did that...He gave me this scar, as well as the ones on my back." she said as she pointed to the scar on her face. The young girl looked at her scar, never once looking away. She reached up and gently traced the scar on her face, it caused Aetrius pain, but she bore a strong face for the child. Aetrius looked back at the child, "What? What is it, young one..?" Aetrius asked, the girl looked at her and spoke for the first time, "Why...Why do you wear a mask, lady..." she asked innocently. Aetrius was taken aback. No one ever asked her why, she thought for a moment and sighed. "Because...These scars...They made me ashamed...and I felt like I wasn't worthy to look at, all scarred up...I felt ugly, ashamed of these markings that were not my own...But...Overtime...and thanks to a good friend, I...I'm not so ashamed..." she answered honestly.

"Then why do you still wear one..?" the young girl asked Aetrius. She was stunned, she didn't really know. "I wear this mask...So people forget I exist...To...To be something I'm not, I suppose..." the young girl shook her head at Aetrius, "Well, I think you shouldn't....I think you look better without the mask...It...It covers your face...Too pretty to cover up with something so ugly..." Aetrius chuckled at her words, but was nonetheless dumbfounded. She had a point, even though she didn't want to get outsmarted by a mere child. She sighed and looked at the child once more, "But promise me one thing, dear one. Do not let this man win. Do not let him make you become something you fear..Don't let him make you become a monster, something you never wanted to become...Don't...Don't become like me....Live a life you deserve to live. Grow up, become a wife, live a happy and well deserved life. Don't let him make you into what my master made me..." Aetrius said as her tears filled with tears. The girl slowly drew close to Aetrius, and gently wiped her tears away, "What...What did he make you become...?" she asked. Aetrius looked at the child, "What I feared most...A heartless, ugly monster..." she looked down at the ground.

The girl giggled and gently lifted up Aetrius' head, "I don't think you're a monster...nor ugly..Neither do I think your pretty friend does...If anything I think she disagrees." she chuckled. Aetrius looked up at the girl with confusion, "M-my friend? You mean, Linde?" she questioned. The girl nodded and giggled, Aetrius chuckled along with her, "Is that so?" the two chuckled for a moment, but soon became serious again. Aetrius slowly stood up and straightened her height, towering over the young girl, and began to walk away. "H-hey, wait....M-miss?" the girl called. Aetrius stopped and looked back, "Yes, dear one?" she asked. The girl looked at her and spoke for the last time, "What...What's your name? So that I can remember the person who saved me..." she said shyly. Aetrius thought for a moment, should she? She remained silent, then finally spoke up and uttered something she hadn't said in years, "K....Korriban....Korriban Borral..." she said, gave the girl a small smile and turned back to her friends, leaving her mask and wrappings on the ground behind her. But before she left the man, she looked at him and spoke, "If you ever touch her or someone else, ever again. And if you harm anyone else, ever again. I will personally come back here just for you, and deal with you, personally. Don't make me make your life a living hell, because I swear to Heresta, I will." she growled, and turned away from them, letting the guards deal with the mess. She learned a lesson, from none other than a child. She wouldn't need to hide behind a mask no longer nor would she need to hide who she was, and Aetrius sighed, a small smile on her face as she walked back to the group, with renewed energy she anticipated her mission for Kieran.

Aetrius watched as after she walked back to the group, Linde nodded and walked right passed her, and to the man she had been previously speaking to. She watched from the sidelines as yet again, Linde went psycho on someone's ass after she dealt with them from the start. Every time it happened, it always left Aetrius in awe and fear, but mainly awe. But this time, something...clicked in Aetrius. She watched, mouth ajar and eyes wide as Linde did what she did best, kicking ass in the most fearsome and unexpected ways. Why, why did Aetrius feel this way, was...was she actually....in love with Linde? She thought to herself in her dumbed and zoned out phase, if she was this was the first time she ever felt that way. But she pushed it back into her mind again, away from her train of thought. She was where Kieran was, and she was going to finally see her and take her away from Veilbrand forever. No matter what it would cost her this time.

This time she had a team, a group. A reliable one at that, and they were here to get their mission of saving Kieran finished once and for all. If Kieran truly was here, she was about to find out, and she didn't care what she had to do to get to her. If she needed to go guns and swords ablazing, she would. If it could be peaceful, she would. She was just deadset on it, and she was going to make sure everyone knew that. She looked back at the group as Linde walked back over, "I was going to break his hands and body if he tried it again. But...But that was...That was better than what I had planned. Well done, Linde. Well done indeed. Now, whar are our course of action?" she asked as she looked to Linde and the others for plans.

{OOC: Kumo gave me the go to post a second post to move things along in the Saving Kieran Arc, of this RP. So, according to him we're not anywhere close to ending this, not even close to being half way. So, more to go. OOC Wolf out!}


After devising plans of what to do next, the group agreed of searching for a camp of operations first. Preferably an inn, but even in a city like this, inns here would be far different than what the group was used to by this time. They kept to themselves and stayed out of causing further scenes, blending in with the locals and fellow travelers easily. They looked around for places, abandoned/empty buildings, some came up but they were in the lower, poorer sectors of the city and wouldn't even consider staying in a place like that. So, search of finding an inn was voted upon, from much disagreement from Kyero, but majority ruled, and they ruled for an inn. After a few hours of searching and trying to bargain for reasonable prices, and after being chased out of a few by angry inkeepers, they came to their last chance. A good sized, two story inn in the above poverty level of the sector. Aetrius told Kyero and Lolan to stay with the horses and Okumi, as leaving her alone in a city like this was as good as selling her outright to sex traffickers. Which, they'd never consider, obviously.

So that left Aetrius and Linde, they entered the inn, keeping their eyes open for any sign of danger as well as knowledge they could use, but without seeming suspicious. Aetrius walked to the front desk that was in the corner, an old and grayed man sat on a stool behind the desk, obvious a drunk as well as a creep. Aetrius cleared her throat and looked him in the eye, "How many rooms do you have left?" she asked.

The old man looked up at her with a scowl, as if he didn't even want to deal with someone, he groaned, "How many you asking for?"

Aetrius thought for a moment and then spoke up, "Three. Doesn't matter the size. Just need three rooms. The rest of our group is outside. Five of us in total. " she chose to be honest and not seem to be worthy of any trouble to him the best she could.

"Three rooms, eh? For how long?" he croaked out, his breath smelling of old ale and decaying teeth.

Aetrius did her best not to gag on the noxious smell that assaulted her nose, feeling sorry for Linde if she dared to even inhale. "About a week or so. Maybe two at most." she said as she adjusted her position and stood up straight, never looking away from the man, no matter how ugly and unkempt he may have been.

"Three rooms, for two weeks at max...Five people...." he yawned and scratched his ever balding head. "Shit ain't cheap, doubt you'd have the money. Each person costs 1 Silver ($25), and you have five people ($125/night), and are here for two weeks (14 days), then your total comes to about 1,750 or 70 Silver." he said as he coughed and hacked up some phlem at the end. Causing Aetrius as well as Linde to reel back a bit in disgust.

"Seventy silver??" Aetrius exclaimed in shock and revulsion, as that would be over whelming and drain them dry of all their money.

"Told you it's not cheap here. You pay for what you get. Your rooms are nothing special, but they work and that's all that matters. Now, fork over the fuckin' money if you want to stay and leave me be. Or you can go fuck off and find some place else, ya bitch. Yer choice." he said as he spat on the floor after he was done talking.

Aetrius' fists tightened as he spoke to them, such disrespect out of nowhere and no for shitty rooms at an overwhelming price? She was tempted to deck his ass right then and there, but they needed a place to stay. And this was their last chance of getting any place for their time here. Aetrius sighed, looked at Linde and silently shrugged. She had just enough money to make it for their time there, as well as help from the others. She knew she'd need to do some dirty work to make money for them to be able to survive, nevermind live comfortably. As well as find and get information to find Kieran. She sighed and tossed her money as well as what they could pitch in on the desk, accepted their keys and went back outside. The way to get up to their rooms was by a walkway in the back. The Prancing Pony as it was called was known to be rather dangerous and constantly filled with drunks, murderers, and rapists. But they needed a place to stay, and this was the best they could muster up.

"We'll work out something...If I need to do work to make money, so be it. I'll do it. Just for now we lay low and get intel, work our way up to finding her. We can speak more inside. The stables are in the back as well. Much as I don't like it here, it's what we got. Three rooms, for two weeks....Choose who you want to bunk with and we'll move on from there." she said as she crossed her arms and let the others understand what the plan was, and let them discuss who they'd be staying with while they're there in Valoc.

Aetrius looked at Linde as she spoke, and thought over the plans for the rooms. In a place like this, Aetrius would be easily awoken to almost any noise as is, as she's trained herself to wake up at any sound when she knows she can't fully trust it. That, and she'd keep watch for most of the time, not being one that needs much sleep anyway. She nodded at the suggestion in agreement with Kyero. "It is a safer option, as well as an easy way to move around the place without causing attention to be brought to us while we're here. The plan is sound. As well as me staying up to keep watch, and only sleeping when I need to, works for me. I'll be alert at all times to keep you safe, you all safe." she said that, first she looked at Linde with a quick glance, then to the others to pass off what she said as if she meant the group itself. She cleared her throat and nodded, going over to Bree and taking off her supplies, as they couldn't trust any of their things outdoors.

"Sorry, girl. But you'll be an outside horse for a while." she gave Bree a gentle pet and kiss on the forehead, which garnered a whinny and a huff from the horse. "I'll have none of that attitude with you, missy." she chuckled and picked up the rather large amount of supplies she had on Bree, and began carrying them up the stairs to their room. "We can discuss things better as we settle in. Plan things further without getting anymore attention than we've already gotten. I say we find a place for future food and supplies after settling, then retire back here and plan things out. What says you all?" she gave a rather small and genuine smile to the others, then resumed to go to the rooms that were mentioned.