Alysia followed the small band as they made their way over the wooden makeshift drawbridge but stopped at the end of it and looked back.  The people watched them leave carefully and she could detect something not right about the small keep.  Something tickled at her senses and while she tended to not listen internally as much as she should - it kept her rooted to the spot.  The small group paused and looked back at her curiously and it was without much hesitation that she waved them onward, an unspoken word was shared as she locked eyes with the healer and she nodded her head at her briefly.  "By his grace..." she whispered and moved back into the keep and up to Denak.  "I've changed my mind Field Marshal and have decided to stay.   Perhaps there is something closer to these people that I can assist you with?". Alysia knew she made the right decision even though she had no idea why she felt that way.