Miral had been looking back at their newest recruit coming along before she heard the noise of the Warden gearing up and LaMontiya's panic. She sighed heavily, why could no one just behave?

[color=firebrick]"Warden, you are instructed to stay your pace!"[/color] She said firmly, knowing the thing would only respond to certain command cues and hoped she had enough authority to stay the thing, [color=firebrick]"Our horses cannot go that fast, you cannot go "faster","[/color] she said firmly, not needing the map to take off into the sunset. The last thing she wanted was to either be lost with this lot or have to go get a new map.

Seeing that most, if not all, the companions that would be in the cart were onboard, Ryfon started to go the same speed as those who were on the horses. He got a visual cue from Miral that he was allowed to speak in their current company and nodded before looking back at those behind him, [color=ForestGreen]"I would suggest not sitting too close to the edge or standing up while we're moving. Obvious statements, I'm sure, but I feel it best to say them nonetheless,"[/color] he didn't want anyone getting hurt. As far as he was aware the little girl was the only one who could heal them, and that fact within itself was troubling, [color=ForestGreen]"Also, I'm sure you're aware, sir, that reading while riding is likely to make you sick,"[/color] he said to the young protesting nobleman that he could tell Miral just really wanted to knock into shape. He'd have to be really careful about keeping her temper in check during this journey. To display his point, she had turned to the other noble.

[color=firebrick]"Speak with a little more of the authority you're due else no one is going to take you seriously,"[/color] she said with a twinge of annoyance, [color=firebrick]"Not quite to the point of the rugrat, but enough that you actually think you have some authority at least,"[/color] she waved her hand at the cart and then looked at the late arrival that had a horse, [color=firebrick]"And you don't go poking your nose where it doesn't go,"[/color] she wanted to nip that searching of the warden in the bud now. She did [i][b]not[/b][/i] want to have to waste time explaining that, though if he didn't reign it in, she wasn't going to have much choice.

She did have to say she relieved that they were finally moving forward. The sooner they reached the deadwood and were through it, the better. Maybe they could avoid dealing with any of the nasty beasties that were rumored to wander its shadows.