Capturing Garland was certainly likely to be easy enough.  Admittedly, if Rose wound up getting another lucky hit like the one she had struck him with before, she suspected that she would probably kill him outright...  But there wasn't much worry of that.  Maybe a 5% chance, given that he'd be ready for her this time.  So then, defeat, subdue, and then talk.  It was probably better that way anyway, since she certainly didn't want to risk setting Garland off, having him escape again and then come after the Lady Sara, or something like that.<br/><br/>The way to Arvandor was pretty clear.  With the artistic recreation of their intended destination and the bejeweled sextant they had liberated from Bikke's grasp, travel there would be quick and painless.  Afterwards, a simple walk would likely serve to take them to their destination, Astos' place of residence...  But now the question was, did they want to go after him immediately?  Set out after Garland, perhaps?  Did she have any unfinished business here that hadn't been resolved over the few days it took for these papers to be deciphered by Haledan and Sarda, and any of the other sages who may have been called in to help?  Well, she and Aria had already spent that time getting to know both one another and the Princess rather well, so that was already one goal taken care of.  Their gear had been upgraded, they had new items and equipment procured that would undoubtedly be a great help in resolving any further attacks upon themselves, the shifter herself made it a personal policy to always be ready to pack up and move at a moment's notice...<br/><br/>There was also the question of whether they wished to explore elsewhere, first.  Were there any pressing reasons why it would be better to go after Astos first?  Well, the shifter could think of one, perhaps.<br/><br/>"The writings indicate that Astos has at least already chosen a target to become a... spell component, for the opening of one of these portals, correct?"  She answered, laying a gentle hand on the tiefling's arm, not trying to get her to let go, but rather simply enjoying her touch.  "Some elven prince, and he had plans to keep him stored safely until such time as he was ready to make use of him...  It seems to me that this prince is pretty clearly in some amount of danger, even if he himself hasn't come to realize it yet.  We've no idea whether or not Astos has gotten ahold of him, or if so, how close he is to being complete in his preparations.  Considering the risks...  I suppose we'll probably want to head out for Arvandor as soon as we're able."