"It was nothing, we really will speak more of it soon enough," Rain promised as Fenneil took his leave. It was troubling, what had happened to that village. Perhaps more troubling was that nothing quite like that had happened before or sense. It was an anomaly and those, where magic was involved, generally spelled trouble for someone. It was bad enough that the man's whole life had been stripped from him. He was the first that she'd heard of whole had escaped the mass abduction. That worried her just a little, it could mean that disaster was just waiting to find him. Then, where better for him to be going if that was the case.<br/><br/>Rain's eyes lingered on the man as he left the building. Still, she listened to what the blond woman in front of her had to say. She's assumed Daemion was a member of their party. That was an easy enough assumption if they'd ever been seen together. She'd wanted more information. Rain could understand that. She would have been curious too. There would be little to no harm in letting the lady come with them. It would be nice to have another female around when she was so surrounded by males. Especially one as grounded as this one.<br/><br/>"That's alright then I guess. It's only Daemion has been trying to manage my life for years, and I'm quite done with it. He gave up the right to do so when he tumbled that harlot in my bed," She took another deep breath. It was best not to think or talk about Daemion right now. Having an experienced bodyguard present would not be the worst of ideas I would imagine. I can look after myself though."<br/><br/>For some reason with this self assured woman in front of her, Rain felt the need to make that clear. She wasn't a child, she could look after herself.<br/><br/><em>Remind yourself of that when the time for sleep comes...</em>A snide, vicious inner voice chided. That wasn't her fault though. She'd tried. It wasn't her fault that it never succeeded. She couldn't help what happened when she was actually asleep. Rain shook her head. She was wool gathering and now was the time for action, that would never do.<br/><br/>"It's my intention to leave this very night. To travel as long and far as we can, and find somewhere to camp until we've rested. I think it best to avoid conventional traveling schedules of any kind. It will make it more difficult for the guard to keep track of us. It's imperative that the Duke not know what is going on. At least until we are outside of the Duchy of Mist Haven. Once we are into Shallamara, it would be stupid for him to interfere. They let the Elves be, and the Elves guard their borders. That has been the agreement for more time than anyone can recall."<br/><br/>She smiled at the other woman. "It strikes me that I do not know your name. Perhaps you will walk with me to gather my things and meet the others?"<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Daemion's eyebrows rose at the Dwarf's sharp tone. Was he waiting on Rain and her group? Would Rain really stoop to the level of dragging along someone so rough and lacking in decency? He didn't seem like her favored sort. Ah well, it was possible he was waiting for someone else, or that Rain was desperate.<br/><br/>A human entered soon after the Dwarf, and Daemion gave a nod in his direction, the man stayed quite at first however, and so Daemion said nothing else to him, simply continued his task. If Rain was coming this way soon, it was best that he leave quickly. A meeting would not likely go well at this juncture. An Elf came in then, a ranger sort if Daemion had ever seen one, the Dwarf acknowledge him as a companion, though he didn't seem to happy about it. Definitely Rain's work then. She'd find some way to run roughshod over the lot of them and make them all get along. That was her way.<br/><br/>"She's setting out to get herself and all of you killed if you're not careful," Daemion couldn't help but burst out as he was informed to ask Rain if he was curious. "She's a bit foolish, my little Rain. It would do you well to watch her carefully and see that she is well looked after. She has many powerful friends that would not look kindly on her being hurt. In any way." With that Daemion finished saddling Shalom, and made his escape. He'd already tipped his hand too much.