Liliana knew of the dragon Stormrider, having overheard her father one day talking to himself while working at his anvil, but she did<strong>not</strong>want to enter the Forest of Shadows. It was a place of evil, or so the city folk said, talking in hurried whispers with fearful tones, keeping their eyes downcast whenever they passed its location. Merchants even went out of their way, circling around the forest so that they didn't have to face the dark forest. "We must enter the<strong>Forest</strong>?" Lilian asked, her voice soft and fearful, though she tried to hide it.<br/><br/>Her eyes were drawn to her mother's picture as she slipped the quiver of arrows onto her back, over her dark green dress, holding her longbow in her left hand. Her stare drifted over her mother's face, taking in the fearless, determined look in her mother almost always wore; the thought of her mother strengthened her resolve. Lilian tore her gaze away from her mother's face and faced Piri, uneasy clear in her bright blue orbs.<br/><br/>"Yes, it would be rather nice if we knew where we were going and<strong>why</strong>," Lilian's voice came out icier than she wanted, but being sent off to an unknown land didn't exactly fill Lilian will joy; her father had forced them into peril and it didn't settle right with her. She was normally happy-go-lucky, but the threat of death changed her demeanor into a calmer, colder one. Lilian took the map with a flick of her left hand and shoved it into one of her hidden pockets, making it dissapear into a fold of her dress.<br/><br/>She glanced at Jorn, taking in his awed look and bit her lip to keep from snapping at him; how come she was the only angry one here? She dug through her basket of herbs, deciding that since they were being sent away, they would need at least<strong>something</strong>with soothing or healing properties: Valerian (ease pain externally), Ginger (for when the nights are particularly cold), and some others that would sell for a bit at markets. Sadly, the city doesn't offer much, herb wise.<br/><br/>Lilian turned back to the others, gently slipping the herbs into inner-pockets.