[color=bc8dbf][center][h1]Satilla Valen[/h1][/center][/color]

[center][color=bc8dbf]Location:[/color] On the road, by the wagon
[color=bc8dbf]Interacting With:[/color] No one in particular[/center]

  Currently the witch felt like an outsider to the party, even more so than she usually felt around groups of people at least. All of them had found a partner to at least talk and kill the time, while she simply followed the wagon in silence.

 She bit her lover lip while pondering the current situation she was in. She wanted to talk to people, but couldn’t really bring herself to walk up to someone and just start chatting. That was not how someone like her, who was afraid of strangers, worked. All the party around were pretty much strangers to her, strangers whom she just met 2 nights ago. She shook her head suddenly, trying to focus on something else. She was going to get to know these people, but she guessed that until then, she was just going to be mostly quiet. For now though, she decided to use the time walking through the forest with the wagon around, to observe the surroundings for herbs. There were many herbs that grew around the bases of trees. It at least kept her mind occupied.