<span style="font-size: 110%; line-height: 116%;"><div style="text-indent:1em;">As they passed through the crowd, Brynn gestured to Ragnar to stick towards the end of the caravan. He nodded and obeyed, slowing his pace to allow others to pass him. Brynn; however, pulled her brown hood up onto her head as she waved in between people, pushing forward to be close to the Lord Briarwood, not allowing him to leave her sight. She has never had this much anxiety during the entire trip, she was uneasy and knew something bad was going to inevitably happen.</div></span>