Cecilia had lost herself in her thoughts as she slowly made her way down the hillside, outwardly cursing at the fact that she wore sandals rather than some sort of hiking boots. Someone should have told her there would be this many hills. And speaking of things someone should have told her...gnolls?! How on earth were those creatures considered heroes worthy of the gods' attention?<br/><br/>A voice from behind her snapped her out of her thoughts, a surprised gasp escaping from her as she spun around, her hand hovering over the small sword at her hip. It was one of<em>them</em>, come to collect her as though she were part of the group that had gathered. It was at least a promising sign to see them coordinating like this. Cecilia's hand slowly drifted away from her weapon, composing herself and straightening her posture; it was important that she represented the order properly, even in front of the creature before her. Her voice was calm, a hint of pompousness lingering on her words. "Very well, I shall come along with you. Take me to them." This of course shattered any hope of her following the plan or sticking to the script she had rehearsed countless times in her head. Maybe it was better this way? It would be much easier for her to keep an eye on everyone if she were mixed among the group from the start, the time when they perhaps needed her guidance the most.<br/><br/>The trip back to the others would be a quiet one, at least for Cecilia. She had nothing in common with this gnoll and nothing to say that was of any importance and she inwardly hoped the gnoll shared the same sentiment.