Roger
*Eventually, dawn came on Nero's watch. And though the rays of the sun had not yet graced the camp, it was time to get up. So he stood up from where he'd been sitting, stretching a bit to get his muscles working properly before walking over to Zara's tent, and tapping on the pole slightly to wake her.* "Dawn's here." *He simply said, that was all he needed to say after all.*
Sally
*Zara woke up promptly after Nero tapped on her tent, and after a moment would crawl out and stand up with a stretch.*
"Thank you for staying," *She said.* "I am going to pack up and continue on. You can take my stoneware if you wish; I can make more for myself later."
*Bonus; being able to create survival equipment helps Zara to lighten the load when she's travelling, so long as she has stone at her disposal. Her preferred camping spots are stone deposits and such where she knows she can retrieve the stone she needs to make the items.
Now, Zara would start collapsing her tent and rolling the gear back up. Collecting what she needs, before departing eventually.*
Roger
*Nero nodded, though he didn't take the offered stoneware. He preferred to travel light, plus, hopefully he'd be in the city when he next needed to stop, and there he could get pretty much anything he needed. With or without coin.*

"No thanks, I don't have any more room in my pack at the moment. Anyway, thanks for the hospitality, and good luck in your travels." *He said with a nod towards her, as he began to collect his own belongings from where he'd left them.*
Sally
*Zara finally picked up her gear and attached it to her travel bag, which she'd then sling over her back. It didn't take long for her to do it; packing and rolling and tying up a tent and sleeping bag, and collecting the stonemasonry equipment, was all she needed to do.*
"Farewell, friend," *Zara said, then taking her leave.*
Roger
"Farewell." *Nero said back, before turning and going his own way, all of his equipment now back on his back again. Once he was confident that he wouldn't be heard, he quietly began to play his lute as he walked, whistling a small tune as he went as well.*
Sally
**Zara departs from the Scene**
Roger
**Nero does the same**
Denise
The sound of horse hooves clacking against the road could be heard as Miriel's wagon slowly pulled into view. The wagon seemed to be going at a moderate pace as they traveled since Miriel wasn't in any sort of rush.

The young girl sat down at the front of the wagon, currently dressed in wine red long sleeved blouse and white skirt. It wasn't too impractical for an adventure in her humble opinion. She looked a bit fancy in compared to her wagon however.

She eventually noticed someone walking alongside the road, and she would slow her wagon down to a stop beside him.

"Are you alright? This rode is awfully long. You just seem tired."
Connie
*Now the man walking along this road appeared relatively normal from afar. You see, he appeared human. Pale skin, short, dark brown hair and seemingly wore a long, dark blue robe that covered down to his ankles, and on his feet he wore seemingly normal black shoes. When the wagon had pulled up to his side, he turned his head to look in the being's direction, his bright, golden yellow eyes met with her red ones.

The man had near perfect complexion on his skin, except he was somewhat red on his cheeks from having wandered beneath the sun for who knows how long. His eyes met hers and he raised one of his eyebrows, his eyes soon investigating the woman's attire. It seemed... Odd to say the least.

Perhaps she was noble. 

His eyes soon looked back to meet her gaze and he spoke, his voice a deep rumble.

**"Kind of you to stop by my side out of concern. I am tired."**

His eyes held some sort of... Supernatural aura to them. With a set of eyes so golden, one would think they didn't belong on a human being. Because they don't.

Because he's not a human being, but this disguise was good enough to make her believe he was.*
Denise
"Well of course its my concern- kinda my job to be concerned about people. Are you heading to the capital? You could hop in the back and join me."

There was definitely something... Ominous about him. She could tell that he wasn't exactly normal. But, he didn't seem to have malicious intentions so she didn't see why she couldn't help.

"I have some food back there if you're hungry. "

She would vaguely gesture towards the back of her wagon

"I'm Miriel by the way."
Connie
*Food you say? He liked the sound of that, and the sound of it being in the back rather than in the front with her. But what's the point in stealing if she is offering it to him? Hm, he'll act humble and that he isn't too hungry, meanwhile he'll swipe a few bits and pieces here and there. But let's see.

Perhaps he'll have a change of heart. Highly unlikely.

He nodded his head to her.

**"I will take you up on that offer, miss Miriel."**

Ah yes, act the gentleman.

1 and a half.

He turned his body and he stepped his way into the back of the wagon, his horn and his lute gently knocking at his sides as he stepped into the wagon. He wasn't large, he was actually quite small, approximately 5ft6 in height, so he wouldn't exactly deter the wagon in any way as he stepped in.

Alas, he soon got into the back of the wagon, his eyes taking in every detail around him.

What do we have here...?*
Denise
Once he hopped into the back she would tug on the reigns, her horses moving forwards and carrying the wagon behind them. She would keep her eye on the road, but she listened quietly as he looked through her things.

There was some ale tucked away, protected by some fabric so the bottle wouldn't break. Her bread was stored in a bag and appeared to be of high quality. She also had a cheese wheel that she recently purchased. She also had some eggs and dried fruit. She didn't really care what he ate as long as he didn't eat too much.
Connie
*His eyes traced over every detail in this wagon, humming a small bit in thought. He brought his head close to investigate a little closer before he brought his head back before looking at the other things in the wagon.

It seemed so little to him. While a large majority of his inner being didn't exactly care much for whether or not he was going to eat all her food, part of him genuinely didn't want to leave her foodless. Something told him to not do that.

... But Kaimarir is a bad boy. He listens to no one. Not even his own sense of right.

His arms reached out and he took a small bit of bread, while his other hand sneakily stuffed the rest of the loaf under his robes. The dried fruit would be good, so while he ate a small bit for now, his hand swiped a large portion of the dried fruit and placed it within the pockets of his robes.

1 left.

1 what? 1 hour.

After his swiping of some goods, he sat himself down and he ate the rest of the dried fruit he had taken, his eyes continuing to look in the back of this wagon with attentive eyes.*
Denise
She sighed in annoyance as she listened to him rummaging in her food. She would look back to see him pocketing some of the food. Miriel would look back at the road and frown a little.

"If you needed that much food you could have just asked. I already gave you permission to eat- it makes no sense to steal when I'm offering."

Her voice was very stern when she spoke, lecturing him on his weird and frankly pretty rude behavior. 

"Are you like, okay?"

She was still concerned however
Connie
*...

Again, it didn't exactly click that, hey, it was okay, no need to steal. He just had to, it was a compulsion. An impulse, to say the least. So for her to call it out kinda made him snap out of that 'I gots ta steal' attitude.

**"... Perfectly fine."** He said as he filled his mouth with the dried fruit in some attempt to conceal that things were not actually fine.

He was stressing, mostly because time was slowly ticking for him and was running out. He can only keep this disguise for too long.

Eventually, he swallowed his food and looked back to her.

**"An impulse. Sorry."** He said finally and rather quickly.*
Denise
"Ah- a thief then? If it makes you feel better I've stolen money too. I stole money from my family before I fled. You aren't completely alone when it comes to being a thief."

She tried her best to like... Reassure him. He seemed a bit odd, but people who are stranded in the middle of nowhere usually are. 

"You can keep as much as you need, but don't take my food if you're just going to waste it. 

Ah- also, can you pass me some bread? I forgot to eat this morning."