Ryfon sighed a bit and looked at Miral to say something so she did, [color=firebrick]"Alright, so as much fun as all of this is, showing off and making surprises no longer surprises, our map is actually wandering off, so unless you're on a horse, shut your mouths and get in the carriage,"[/color] she said with a smile, [color=firebrick]"Or we will leave you here, gladly, and then you can dare to go tell the council you disagree with them, boy,"[/color] she turned her own horse and started out and towards the front of the carriage, waving the guard off and he gladly went back inside the gates. 

She didn't especially care about the girl's age, as Ryfon had guessed. She figured the mage at the gates would have said something if she wasn't actually supposed to be there, but they had probably assumed some replacement would come in for one or two people who signed up- family members who would rather sacrifice themselves rather than their kin. Mages or not, they were still humans and humans were innately protective over those they held near and dear to their hearts. Her own parents had begged them not to do this, but Miral wouldn't hear of it. This was her chance at true glory, to prove that Valtoris was a name to be held in honor. She wasn't about to stop to worry over idiots who were putting their lives on the line, let them tarnish their names and rid the world of their idiocy as far as she was concerned. 

Miral looked at her cousin as she reached the front of the carriage, [color=firebrick]"Go ahead and start moving at an easy pace. If they're planning to join us, they'll get in the carriage. You, girl,"[/color] she looked at Eir, [color=firebrick]"I suggest you and your rabbit sit quietly. And that your rabbit stop trying to insert its set of morals on others before someone decides they really don't like it,"[/color] she said before turning her horse and starting after the warden figuring it was going in the right direction since it had the map.
Ryfon shook his head but did as his cousin said, moving the carriage forward, but at a slow enough pace they could still climb in. He wondered idly if they would have to remind the warden that, unlike him, they were going to need a break every now and then. He glanced back to make sure he hadn't dumped Eir out the open back end of the carriage since she had been back there catching her sassy stuffed rabbit. An oddity, for sure, but it paled a little to the warden being sent along. The Grand Sage wasn't leaving it up to chance, it seemed. Of course, none of the wealthy benefactors of the city were wanting to- they wanted that pearl, they wanted the power that came with it, regardless of what it cost to get it.