Tabitha had a long road ahead of her. She was on her way back home from a rather lengthy restocking trip down in Yartar. Slowly down the stone road did the young Priestess go, towards the smaller villages closer to Beliard. The human's arms were heavily laden with stores for the town, and even despite the common tale of women going missing since the thaw came in, the winter was harsh nonetheless, and all hands would be needed. As such, the Lliiran Priestess slowly makes her way down The Stone Trail, humming to herself to pass the time. As usual for any of the Lliiran clergy, she was all elbows-and-smiles, leading a sanguine life of unfettered joy, and proselytizing such a life for others. Nevertheless, her lonesome journey unceasingly carried her towards the Stone Bridge.