The druid had no mount, so Cairn's choice was obvious to her.  She led her horse, walking beside her new charge and his dog.  A quite walk to the ship while she got to know her new partner...  or tried to.  She sighed inwardly.  A Druid of the deep woods, she decided.  Not used to people, didn't get along well with others at all.<br/><br/>And right at the ship, a most unwelcome greeting party.  "Aw shit."  She tossed the reins to Titan and stepped to the forefront as she drew her sword poising it to thrust, not slash.  "Don't bother chopping at these things, stab 'em or whack  'em with a mace".   She grinned fleetingly.  "That's the ones I'm used to, anyway.  Ya never know, this bitch might have her own special sauce on these things."<br/><br/>At least she was dressed and properly armed this time.