There were interesting developments inside - Daria had to remember that she wasn't in on the conversation about Arbella - who must be the dark-haired woman on the horse.<br/><br/>She looked at Marc/Gargantua.<strong>"Well, I'd be open to alternative stakes, then.  But I have no diamonds, and my honour's too valuable."</strong>She grinned, getting into things.<strong>"But I'll accept any bet you care to name, that the woman rider is heading for that little altar."</strong><br/><br/>And, by the looks of things, she would win that bet, as she and most of the mercenaries tromped back along the road they'd come by.  Too bad they didn't have horses, though, so there was no way to keep up.<strong>"We can jog a bit, though, right?  I've heard that people are pretty fasts, over the long run.  Fit people I mean, like... Gwynn and these soldiers would be."</strong><br/><br/>She hadn't gone into the more unpleasant art of her meeting with the neighbour, but showed the tract (https://www.chick.com/reading/tracts/0046/0046_01.asp) to Lisa too.<strong>"Maybe he's got a point, with all this demon summoning.  We don't have to roleplay that, right?"</strong>She laughed, lightly.