"Yes, let us be off be off to the Harrowstone!" She announced enthusiastically, packing her things up before leading (or at least walking side-by-side with) Kendra. Their destination, Harrowstone, proved to be every bit as decrepit as she imagined it to be, and more, the place a shambles perched precariously on the hill, as if it could crumble at any given moment. And yet it did not, but it certainly<em>did</em>send chills down Sarytha's spine as she gazed upon it.<br/><br/>"So, this is the place, yes? It certainly does look very....imposing...But...but we can handle it, certainly, yes!" She assured her, brushing her hair out of her face with a hand. "We must be prepared for ghosts and spectres, if not other things...Please, I would like to lead, so that you might run if you are in danger! From there, I shall watch your rear while it escapes, so that I might cover it from danger!" She nodded, giving her assurance and promise of protection to Kendra, albeit in a strangely spoken manner befitting her foreign nature.<br/><br/>From there, she looked for a path into Harrowstone, investigating around the area first.