Cyriana flashed a little smile to Calvin as he returned with the catch of the day. "That was a splendid shot." She held her head and rolled her eye before turning her attention to Straw. "Well, we have a passable campsite right here and I think each and every one of us could use some rest." With those words the pale elf began preparing the campfire.

It did not take her long to get the campfire set up and lit. The dark haired woman smiled faintly as she sat as close as possible to the campfire without endangering her clothes. With slight reluctance Cyriana again removed the bandages from her face and closed her right eye. The orb sprang to life and this time it was actually moving. [i]I am touched, little frail thing... It's not often you let me see the world like this.[/i] The sardonic little whispers were much louder than usually and the elf instinctively glanced around to see if the others had heard it. [i]Oh fear not my fair skinned little friend... They cannot hear me just yet - I have no need for them to hear the voice of Cyrandion the Ever Living.[/i] Cyriana rolled the weird eye and shook her head as she concentrated on the area surrounding their campsite - she was obviously cautious enough to check the area for possible treats. "Be silent already..." The dark haired elf mumbled barely audiably.