(( post her  as the Unit nears YAd))

Lysander says to Kree, "wouldn't it be best to hide our numbers?"

  Kree Looked back at Lysander, If  any one is  watching, and  they know us for what we are, Our numbers  won't matter.

 when we get to town, we'll just be  another  set of  Merc, looking for  coin

Tyri kept her position as they moved, trusting in both Kree and Ivy's assessments of the situations at hand. She couldn't trust in her own given that she tended to err towards giving people the benefit of the doubt but also knew that it would/could bite them in the ass in the long run. With a soft sigh and a wistful glint in her icy blue eyes, Tyri kept looking about just to ensure that they were safe for the moment...something that she had picked up on since traveling with the Arrows and making it more of a habit now if anything.

Riven had taken up the position that Miranda had left behind, not wanting to leave any side exposed. In all truths, she was not sorry to see the other female elf leave since she seemed to be rather...obstinate at best and highly threatened by Elandra. It didn't make much sense to her...not even sure if it was an "elf" thing but then again, those that were elves among this group did not seem to present themselves in such a haughty manner either...so maybe it was just a personality flaw. She personally had no problem with other races though those from Tou were more of a sore spot given her history as a spy/infiltrator there...and then there was the loss of her brother...

  the  group  pushed hard, the sun was already  halfway down, Kree  says  aloud. Keep moving,  drink from you  drinks as you walk. we'll make up  f0r a meal when we  reach  Yad.

 Ivy whistles  and waves  everyone over... One the  ground  lay  Justin's  little  friend. three   Iro9nwod  arrows  are in his chest.

 Kree frowns,well? That is less then helpful... come, we must move on, Nature will take  care of the body...

Not surprised by the recent turn of events, supporting the rear as was her wont, Alyna paused briefly in passing by the corpse of the gnome, after the captain whistled attention.

"Alas for you, little man," she said softly.    "Neta won this dice toss, it looks like.  May the black raven bear you swiftly away to your rest."


She continued on as the group did, keeping her eyes and ears peeled, intent on not ending up like the luckless gnome.