Aelin of course moved her quiver to the side as she secured her bow. The sword being a last resort. She was always a minimalist when it came to supplies, only carrying rations, ammunition for her bow and cleaning supplies, it seems this Ecstacy Mage had to "rough" it time in and time out. A bit of a groan. "That fucker better at least enjoy the *show* If not, I'm going to kick his head down his throat and stomp it through his ass."<br/><br/>She apparently wasn't in the best of moods, her breath was low and slow, a deep sigh following after as she picked up the pace.