[center] [color=00aeef] [h3] Gaius Secundus [/h3] [/color] [/center]
	[i]Whew, disaster adverted.[/i] Gaius thought as the axeman seemed to take the comment with some grace. While his attention was on the departing axeman, and a newcomer with a wyvern, the red haired myrmidon walked away. [i]What an odd woman...[/i] He turned, intending to talk to a mercanary and an archer in the corner he had not met yet.

	When the call of five minutes came Gaius started in surprise as realised he has to get his stuff quickly. With out a word, he dashed out of the courtyard, his robes flapping behind him. He was running, not because he was panicking, but because he was exited. He had a monuments feeling, like something big was going to happen and he wanted to be there every step of the way.
[center] [h3] Lilith Merdox [/h3] [/center]
	Five minutes 'til we get started! The call intrupted her conversation. [i]I don't mind marching in my armor and I have little in the way of personal effects.[/i] She sheathed her sword and noticed the tactition running pell-mill out of the courtyard. She smirked [i]Looks like some one wasn't prepared.[/i] "Sorry Kuur, maybe another time, hey?" She said to the archer. She turned and slipped into the crowd.

	She got to convoy and put a few necessary things she had brought with her, her tent, her bedroll, a blanket, a hunting bow, a change of clothes, and her cooking gear. [i]Its always good to have some extra stuff on hand just incase.[/i] She also tucked a few candies in her pockets to snack on while marching. She then leaned against the side of the convoy and waited until it was time to go.