TamLin watched Blazil for a time and set up the oatmeal to be stirred. After a moment she smiled encouragingly at her and worked on chopping both nuts and a few berries to add to the pot.<br/><br/>Marcus walked up soon after the oatmeal was properly cooked. He gave them both grateful looks, disappeared into the cave for a moment, and returned with bowls. “Let’s eat and get out of here before the children wake up,” He suggested and dipped breakfast out for each of them.<br/><br/>John woke up and began to break his fast just as TamLin and Marcus were finishing up. “The three of you’d best be careful.”<br/><br/>“We’ll be fine,” TamLin replied as she double checked the packs. Marcus did not seem so sure as he buckled on his swords.<br/><br/>“Let’s get out of here.” He picked up his portion of the packs, set carefully in carry bags that attacked to their backs with straps, and walked towards the river. They would follow that for a time and then make for the pass he knew. He only hoped the dangers were limited.<br/><br/>~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~  ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~  ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~<br/><br/>“Of course not. I only had to pick a certain form before with limited magic. I have a few tricks up my sleeve that will confuse anyone.” She wasn’t about to give up the secret. It was simple. Or at least she thought it was. She used layers of illusion that confused the senses. She learned that after so many pieces of magic, they all sort of blended together with reality to those who could see it. That trick, along with a few other minor skills, was what made her a valuable spy to the Spring Maid. “Would you rather head north where it is cold and isolated, or east to the islands?”