Now that the sun was setting, the nem--somewhat drowsy throughout their journey--had perked up and stopped using her wolf pelt as an enshrouding cloak, making it easy to see just how much bulkier she was than the average member of her species. The boar carcass, or what was left of it, was placed standing up: Teri's idea of 'provisions' appeared to run along the lines of just bringing the entire body along, despite that being far more food than any one person really needed.

"Why would we need to go through the entrance?" she wondered, when Tanya brought up the location of the way in, "Can't we just go through the walls?" The dilapidated castle didn't seem like it would offer much resistance to an unorthodox entry; with its current state she saw no reason why anyone would want to take what was quite probably the most well-defended portion of the crumbling ruins. As well as the place most likely to smell of rotting bodies, if anyone else had come this way recently.

The small berserker didn't respond to Jon's suggestion of a formation, they appeared to mostly be a collection of fighters of various stripes anyway. 'Surround the spellcaster' was the only plausible formation that they could pull off with their numbers... and it wasn't even to Teri's taste in fighting, either.