<div style="text-indent:1em;"><span style="font-size: 110%; line-height: 116%;">"We are all eager to leave this gods forbidden camp." Everyone involved closely with Lord Briarwood were restless, hurrying to end the contract and leave from the presence of the noble. She briefly checked the condition of her blade before she nodded at the elf, taking the pelt from her. She slipped the pelt into the pack that was connected her mount's saddle.  She doubted anyone slept well, the entire camp seemed like it was filled with the dead, bodies mindlessly wandering about, focusing on only the motions of their tasks, not thinking all too much. It was going to be a long day, a rough travel to Vadosa considering the couriers' lack of sleep. "It will fade in time.." </span></div>