Inanna, as curious as any of the others but unwilling to play her cards just yet (especially when her family seemed to have decided to keep everything a mystery), simply smiles, curtsies, and goes to pack. In truth, it's a fairly simple job, consisting more than anything of telling the servants what to gather as she looked back and forth through the Trump deck, careful not to reveal them to the servants as they work.<br/><br/>Her load is quite light, considering she is rather slight compared to her hulking siblings. Food and water, carefully backed to minimize weight, along with general travel supplies and clothing. As they left, taking word to the stables to have her horse ready in the morning, she couldn't resist the temptation to try the magic of the Trumps a little further. She takes out Adnan's Trump once more and focuses on the image of her elder brother, letting her mind envision nothing else as her thought quested for him.<br/><br/>"Brother, is this another step in the tests that began on the Foot today?" she asks into the void.