"-You're right," Lucille said. Her armor chimed, lightly, as she buckled her breastplate in place - Her sword sheathed at her hip, as the lovely lady knight locked her helmet into position. "My one worry is that we'd rouse the villagers...I'd prefer not to spill more innocent blood than we *have* to."<br/><br/>Her lips curved in a thoughtful pout - Before an idea occurred to her. "Silvia, Azalin - The two of you should go on ahead, and scout out the Reeve's home. We'll follow, once you confirm that the path is clear." The honey-blonde beauty gave Azalin a significant look - She felt that the imp was trustworthy, but there was that sigil...It was better to have the party's stealth specialist accompanying her, just to be safe.<br/><br/>"Gather up what supplies you can - There'll be no rest tonight, I fear."