Jayce couldn't help but chuckle at how ecstatic Celia was at getting to buy the fabric, thinking: [i]"Well, now she's got a good reason not to get lost in there..."[/i]. It was something at least. Noire, being a dog, didn't really understand her excitement, but barked in turn, spinning in a circle once, and barked again. Jayce scratched the back of his head, glad that she had the sensibility to not bring the cloth along with them into the valley. he would eventually nod at her, saying: [b]"Onwards and downwards...alright Noire, you know the plan, right?"[/b] 

Noire nodded, her usual blank...dog...expression replaced with a slightly more determined...dog...expression. Whatever, she was ready to go to work, and she knew plan all too well, just needed to get to the valley first. Jayce pointed forwards to the gate leading out of town, saying: [b]"Company, March!"[/b] before starting to walk to the valley, his pack slung over his shoulder, and Noire with her hobo-stick bundle.