The way Fraya spoke about the situation at hand did present a real possibility that the two of them should head back to Alyon's home. It had been a while since she had seen her father so taking the time to head back and bring him a souvineer would most likely make him happy. If no one was interested in the Artifact it could even be smelted down and sold off as a resource material, but it probably wouldn't fetch nearly as much in the marketplace.

[color=7ea7d8][b]"It's not going to be a short trip in order to head back home,"[/b][/color] Alyon spoke, calculating roughly how far they come and the direction that they most likely will need to take. [color=7ea7d8][b]"If we go by road it may take a couple of weeks, but I do know that there is a train line that runs from our town through several of the major cities. If we can end up at one of those stations it may make it easier on us overall."[/b][/color] Walking over to where the hooded man's body laid, she picked up the two sabres and examined them. [color=7ea7d8][b]"We can even sell these and earn some money to afford a decent trip with a proper meal."[/b][/color]

Alyon started to walk towards the entrance of the Crypt in order to get some fresh air. When she walked outside the entrance she shielded her eyes from the harsh sun as she sat down on a ledge and pulled out a water container from her pack, taking a sip. For the first time in several days she was able to relax without feeling like they were going to be ambushed by tree spirits, or hooded men, or any other unfavourable characters.