John
Nantris gon and happy would take a break here both sitting down having a picnic eating the food that was given to them.
They used the Map Nantris stole from the dragon lady to plan their route as all 3 of them ate. 
"We need to find a nearby city and find out where we are this Map doesn't have any of the Kingdom we recognise" Nantris would sigh
Eileen
It was rather quiet on the grasslands for a time, with the only other sounds being the chirping of a few birds flitting around the air and the whistles of the wind as it flew through the air, carrying pollen as it went. As all things however, this quiet didn't last and the sounds of shouts and screams began to carry over toward where the three were eating. The source of said shouting well, it was easy enough to identify. A man, with what looked to be blood splattered across his tunic and a ripped piece of cloth in his hands appeared to be running towards them. He had a sword at his waist, with the weapon half unsheathed.

Panting for breath, the man tried to get a few words out, but it was rather difficult for him. With that in mind he waited a moment to catch his breath, heavy gasps escaping his body as his chest heaved up and down. Collapsing onto his back, he finally realized there were other people around him, to which he responded rather skittishly too. "Y... You g... Guys aren't bandits are you? Ri-right?"
John
Nantris would have his cap on with his hoody covering his horns gon was very short but I guess when your in a panic he looked human enough as for happy he would be covered by nantris abd gon so he won't see him.
Gon would turn around looking at the man but wouldn't say anything instead will move his mouth like he is saying something. The voice if the person is smart enough voice will come from nantris who decide to keep his back turned not wanting to scare the dude with his looks.
"No why were you attacked by some?'
Gon would then look at nantris thinking about what ge made him say
Eileen
An almost manic smile lit up his face, followed by an expression of relief. Having confirmed he was safe - relatively for now that is. The man took a moment to collect himself before sitting up. He appeared to be relatively young perhaps in his mid 20s. Human so he seemed, though the colour of his eyes wasn't exactly natural, a strange muted purple. "Thats good, good.. Wonderful even! No no not bandits, I daresay bandit's are probably more civilized that those barbarians."

Letting out a sigh, he shook his head as he began to explain. "Goblins, those greenskin little shits set a trap near one of their burrows - I happened to be riding my horse past to deliver something." Now noticing he had a large amount of blood on his shirt, he began scrubbing his sleeve across the front, only really making the blood stains worse. "They got my horse needless to say, but what I'm more concerned about is my shipment! The goblins wouldn't have known mind, its tied to one of the bags. Do you think you could...? No that'd be a lot to ask..."