"As you wish, we know a location nearby that will suffice." Oswall turned and barked back at the warband. "We're distance ourselves to the outcrop grove and make camp! The champion will enter the city afterwards!"

The warband started to move as one in the opposite direction, except for one of the alphas. "Oswall," the alpha called, "What are we to do once we make camp?"

"Await further orders," Oswall responded curtly. The remains started moving then. Janius and Fendros simply followed along and trusted their companions to know where they were going.

Harriet lingered for a moment longer at the top of the hill and lifted her lip in disdain at the city. A small, frustrated kick at the snow punctuated her disappointment at her fate being delayed.

A twenty minute walk brought the warband to their point of rest. The 'outcrop grove', as it was named, was a cleared area with an extinguished fire pit, hidden by relatively thick vegetation and rocky outcroppings around it. It was clearly a camp site that the clan made use of. With the numbers they had, space was at a premium, but the jutting outcroppings were still big enough to shelter them from the prevailing wind. As most of the band's accommodation was simply made up of thick bedrolls, the camp was set up in a quick and orderly manner. The mages took charge of setting up camp fires as soon as sufficient firewood was found. Once her duties were done, Harriet simply sat on the ground with her back against one of the outcroppings with her eyes closed and her javelins at her side. She seemed at peace, but there was a sadness to her posture.

Before Meesei left, Janius and Fendros approached her, encouraging Ahnasha and Lorag along as well. "Meesei, are you going alone?" Janius asked.