"You put much too much heed into weapons I fear. They can't get you everything you know," Rain rebuked the dwarf lightly as she glanced after Naomi when she went to speak with the stable-master content to see that one of the hands had seen her and was already in the process of readying Deka, her chestnut and grey brindled palfrey for her. She was rather fond of the small mare, and hoped that there would be a safe place somewhere along the way to stable her, Todesfalle was no place for a horse. For now though, they needed the speed.<br/><br/>Neniel's words drew her from her contemplations on how to get the dwarf onto a horse, and she nodded to him before he went off to go after a mount of his own. That left only the dwarf on foot. She turned her attention back to him, but not to speak about Daemion as she was quite sure it must have been him. The man's horse was gone and who else would be doom saying to her chosen companions? For just a moment none of that mattered though as she greeted her mare with a sugar cube and tipped the stable hand before taking her reins and marching herself over to the dwarf.<br/><br/>"Do you ride with me, or do I acquire you a mount?" She asked head cocking to the side. "You're the only one of us without one and we need the speed right now." Rain cast her eyes rather pointedly at the two who were near, or ready to leave already one foot tapping in an unconscious gesture of impatience. "Things are quiet out there for now, but that will not always be the case."<br/><br/>To emphasize her point, Rain pulled a voluminous cloak in a deep burgundy from her pack and draped it around herself before mounting her delicate looking little mare and holding out her hand to the dwarf. "With the screen of twilight it is possible that I will pass without as any other traveler. That will keep the Duke from getting the message that I have left the city without his chosen guardian in tow for a day more at least. That will buy us time, time that we can not afford to lose by traveling afoot when our pursuit will be mounted when they come. Ride with me or alone, for now there is no other choice."<br/><br/><hr/><br/>The darkness of dusk was just beginning to touch the ground as a lone figure stepped out of a tree, or at least that's how it seemed. Darkness clung to that figure there in the deep shadows of the largest of the trees in this glade smaller shadows seemed to wreath around the figures body, undulating and moving. A shift in the wind parted the overhanging branches for just a moment and a shaft of light revealed the undulating mass to be a trio of weasels climbing all over the figure, appearing to be playing a game. One dark hand, soft and smooth, reached out and tickled a weasel behind the ears before plopping it gently onto the ground. The other two were given the same treatment as the figure walked away from the trees and towards the road it knew to be not so far away.<br/><br/>It was good to be home again the wars had taken much too much time and effort. This glade, this place had needs that had gone unmet for too long. A calling of fate had sounded, much to hard to be ignored. The time had come for the world to move on. There were other things afoot. Things that needed tending to, even more than some of the minor failings this grove had sustained. The creatures here, the flora and fauna would survive far longer without assistance than those that were coming this way. They would be here soon, then it would be time to do what must be done.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Not so far away, another figure watched the road, cloaked deeply in the shadows of a black, hooded robe. Everything had just started into motion. A grim smile touched the figures lips twisting them into a snarl. Oh how the figure had waited for this day. One dark hand reached out and traced a pattern in the air and shimmering red fire sprang up for just a moment only to settle lightly onto the road and disappear. Oh yes, things were just about to get interesting.<br/><br/>