Metosi shoulders his pack a little more securely, looking about the road for a brief spell. He breathes deeply, enjoying the lack of smell that usually came with human cities. There was nothing like the open road and a far-off destination to set one's blood boiling and a wanderlust that couldn't be quenches. Casting his gaze about his companions he asks, "Shall we get going?" Not waiting for a reply, he starts off, keeping an ever alert watch over their surroundings, particular in case of ambush from the bandits rumored to frequent these parts. The last thing they needed was to be caught by surprise and stripped of what belongings they had left, seeing as most of the group had little no money left in their pouches.

Actions: start the journey, alert for possible danger or ambushes