Cindrana had enjoyed the travel companions she had encountered since she had left the scholarly halls of her family's school. She had learned that there was much of the outside world that her own training had left unaddressed. She had learned several languages, but with the exception of elvish and possibly dragonish, she had none useful ones for the art of trade. And for an Ackbar that was a sin beyond any other.<br/><br/>Hence, her wanderings to the lands north. She was looking for markets that the House Ackbar merchants would find profitable. This far north, she suspected, that would be the small but expensive gemstones and spices sellers if she could find something to pull the family's interest.<br/><br/>Of course, she reminded herself, it was her companions who made her travels interesting. She was able to earn her keep by dint of her scholarly skills and small magics, but those she traveled with made things intesting. Such as her current companion, Madoka and her discipline of mind and body. She had been thinking of how to inquire further when she spotted something ahead.<br/><br/>"It seems my questions will have to wait Madoka, do you see a conflict ahead?"