<strong>Lymsa's Cove<br/>City Gates<br/>Tag: Madison, Farren, Aria.</strong><br/><br/><strong>"I'll take half. Don't think eating would be the best idea at the moment,"</strong>Ry groaned in response to Madison's offer. He would need his energy though, so he took it as graciously as he could muster and gnawed on the day old bread. He gave the group a once over and wondered how Madison had fared in his adventures, but before he got the chance to ask, Farren had announced his presence with a statement Ry could only roll his eyes at. If only there was some melted cheese to go with the pretzel, but Ry would make do with the doughy treat nonetheless.<strong>"Go ahead and set a fire if you want, but wait til we're in the next town over. This shit is <em>real</em> if you haven't noticed. You can't exactly burn down a city without ramifications. Namely being murdered by a mob of angry residents,"</strong>he grumbled out after swallowed his so called breakfast. Madison could give the rest of the pretzel to Farren if he wanted, since Ry didn't remember seeing the man downstairs eating at the same time the rest had. Surely he was getting hungry by now.<br/><br/>Nevertheless, Ry had to agree with the collective idea of getting the hell out of here. He didn't want to linger around any longer in case someone from the tavern noticed they had been pilfered, and who better to be the thieves then the guys that had clearly made their presence known the night before. Aria took to the idea with her seemingly normal attitude - which was more bubbly than should be possible for someone so early in the day - and almost bulled on ahead without them before turning around and asking where exactly they were headed. If this had been a slapstick show, Ry mused, then it would be the point in time that the group collapsed in the ground in a rather comical fashion. But as Ry had told Farren moments earlier, this shit was the real life. Not some fucking fantasy despite all the high fantasy elements he would normally only read about.<br/><br/><strong>"Verrune. That's where I want to go at least,"</strong>Ry responded without missing much of a beat. He finished off the rest of the pretzel half and wiped his hand on his pants. There was no need to have any manners after all, he planned on burning them the first chance he got anyways. Or trading them if anyone wanted whatever filth was lingering on them.<strong>"That's where this Judgement Drive thing was, right? I'd like to see that for myself."</strong>And given how Madison had reacted the other day, he was sure that the place would probably get majority vote. He didn't remember seeing it on the map from what he considered his fever dream, but he did somewhat remember the roads leading away from the Cove. Even if she just gave him the general direction to go in, then he would hopefully try and gather information from there. He didn't really like the idea of splitting up, but if that was what had to happen.... then well, that was his course of action.