Dawn came and went, bathing the forest in a cool summer morning.  It was several hours into the morning before the smell of frying pig in a small travel pan woke Nirael.  Opening his eyes, the first thing he saw was Mara's pert backside, the scavenged loincloth covering the most appetizing bits of course, squatting a dozen feet from him.  Her back to him, she was cooking breakfast quietly as she squat on her haunches by the campfire.  Her bow was within arms reach, and Lunari wasn't in sight.  He must have made some noise, because she turned, her brown hair framing her face as she smiled.<strong>"Good morning Master, or would you prefer if I called you Nirael?"</strong><br/><br/>She turned, her full breasts gleaming in the morning sunlight,<strong>"Lunari went to scout the path through the forest.  She felt it might be wisest to stay off the roads.  If we can find a path that looks good to the next town, it might be a way to throw off the scent, since the last party that was hunting you has all perished horribly."</strong>She smirked as she said it, which showed in a way she was over her trauma from the previous night and instead seemed almost in good spirits.<strong> "I spoke with Lunari most of the night,  As long as you approve, I'll be joining you two.  She told me of the demon and I've nothing left to return too.  Nothing that great at least, and I could use a fresh start."</strong>