<div style="text-align: center">《 Rachel 》&amp;《 Ezra 》&amp;《 Tobias 》<br/>
<i>Location: Abendblume's gates; outside<br/>
Addressing: Each other</i>​</div><br/>The few individuals that stuck around the gates saw to it that Brian was buried deep beneath the soil. He would have been part of their small group, many though. Brian deserved a proper burial. After the dirt was spread back over his body, Kennedy shared a few words over the grave. The group dispersed to grab their packs and prepare for the walk. Not many of the folks knew where they were going or what the plans actually were. The immediate concern was to find a safe place to stay for the night.<br/><br/>Ezra arranged both of his and Anise’s duffle bags on his person. He could pack them for a few miles, or even more, depending on how far they intended to travel. They were borrowing Hale’s carriage and horses, which led Ezra to believe that they wouldn’t be walking tremendously far. The guards still had to return to Abendblume before the sun fell behind the mountains, making it unsafe to travel.<br/><br/>Rachel helped a few of the people with their bags. Many of them were overwhelmed and frantic. She assisted them in deciding which provisions they wanted and then passed them along to Dan. Eventually, everyone was sorted or as close to it as was possible, and Rebel made an announcement to the team.<br/><br/>Great - Lieutenant Rebel was seeing them out. It was extremely unfortunate how much sense that made.<br/><br/>The carriage rolled forward, leading them into the forest.<br/><br/>“Does anyone know what is going on?” Rachel whispered to Tobias as they fell in line. It was hard to believe that the guards wouldn’t just lead them a ways into the woods, kill them all, and return the empty carriage to Abendblume. Hale had a special craft at spewing lies, something he had displayed to them all in the lobby, so surely he would be able to twist this into a positive experience.<br/><br/>“Nothing has been divulged.” Tobias responded, keeping his voice low. He wanted to glance at the guards, try to discern what they were thinking or what their plans were, but he didn’t need any of them to think that he was trying to be shifty. “I’m surprised we don’t have flour sacks over our heads so we don’t have any ideas on how to get back.” Not that any of them wanted to.