Shalelu shot her a smile, and picked up a new stick to begin carving.<br/><br/>The night otherwise passed uneventfully, and the caravan set out early the next morning, with a few members of the crew suffering from hangovers.<br/><br/>The day led them across open plains, though the breeze from the sea kept things cooler than expected. As evening drew near, Shalelu fell back, and gathered up the major members of the caravan. "I suspect there's an ambush being set up ahead; I spotted a number of men loitering around, dressed in armor, with bows. I don't imagine they have good intentions."