Fiona greeted Sister Agnes with a smile as she reached the ground floor of the inn, and listened to what she had to say. "That should prove very useful, if the village has no need of the horses or the wagon." There were at least several in the party who had arrived on foot, and with the wagon even if they didn't know how to ride they could keep up with the rest of the group's increased pace. Fiona nodded agreeably. "Thank you, Sister. I'll see that they're cared for well."

She didn't know if it was appropriate or welcome, but Fiona ventured a gentle hug, briefly squeezing Agnes before releasing her again. "Thank you for all the help, you've been working tirelessly since we arrived. We'll be back with those ingredients as soon as we can." Exhaling, she nodded to herself, and gave Agnes one last pat on the shoulder. "Now, I should be going, make sure those horses are ready to leave."

Stepping out of the inn, she made her way to the stables, where the five horses they had recovered from the slavers awaited her. Most were in good condition, certainly better than the dogs they'd found. It made sense, considering that these mounts were their most reliable escape method. She checked over each one in turn, making sure they were properly fed and equipped to ride out. After that it was time to prepare the wagon, which first needed some cleaning.

While she was clearing it out, Fiona found a folded parchment under the main bench, which proved to be a map when she took a closer look. Taking a seat on the bench, Fiona studied it. It was quite detailed, trails marked out clearly, as well as certain locations the slavers avoided due to monster concentrations. One such marking was a cave northeast of their current location, apparently filled with eyewings. It was some ways past the next village they would pass through along the road. No doubt all this information would prove useful to them.

Folding the map back up and tucking it under her belt, Fiona finished clearing out the wagon and readying it for transport, hooking up two of the newly acquired horses to the front, and leading them out of the stables. When she had all the horses, including her own, out in front of the inn and ready to leave, Fiona switched back to her own horse, and spent some time studying the map more, while she waited for the others to finish readying up.