Anna
Amicia
A road leading out of Gorgonys 

Considering Amicia knew she looked a lot younger than she was, she wasn't sure whether or not to take his explanation to heart.

With the body on the ground, she pulled it a little bit more away from the cart and silently prayed that the ground would be soft.

"Dead rarely carry disease and this one was killed with that." She told the man, poking the arrow fletching in case he hadn't noticed. She shrugged at his question,"Just left home."
Karen
Odette and Campbell
The road to Vallen

Three times Campbell started up the horses and went a foot down the road. Three times Odette nudged his arm, getting him to stop and reconsider the girl's predicament. 

The man sighed, pulling the brim of his hat over his bald and and stood from his spot in the carriage. "Girl, we're going to Vallen. They've called a Council of Marin. The countryside is really not safe for you. If you're a vagabond, a _Melsi_, come with us. We'll get you work. Take you to Vallen, at least."
Anna
Amicia
The road to Vallen.

As the carriage rode off three times, Amicia busied herself with the body. She snapped the arrow in half as she couldn't pull it back out before hearing the man call back to her.

She looked back over to him with a tilted head. Did he want her to bury the body or not? She supposed that the gods would not strike her down if she left it. The wolves were surely hungry as of late, after all. 

So she put a finger up for a moment and dragged the body behind the tree where she had left her things, figuring that the shade of the tree would slow down composition a little more and that he would last a little better until nightfall and hopefully not scare too many passers by.

She took her bag from the ground and climbed into the back of the cart,"Not a Melsi." She mumbled, twisting the chain that held her pockets around her finger idly.
Karen
Campbell and Odette
The road to Vallen

Campbell rolled his eyes when he felt the carriage shake, and Odette gave him a half hug. He shrugged her off when he readied the reigns, setting the three off down the road.

Odette stared back at the little girl and smiled, removing a small piece of bread from her pack. She tossed it behind her, onto a dry patch of wood. For plague time, the ride was quite nice. The three would sit in silence, save for the chirping of insects, the wheels on the cobbles, and the song that idly came from Campbell as he steered.