It was a done deal already. Both Sunfield sisters did not even attempt to overturn the plan or change it. Indeed, with so many people involved, little could be done about that. 'Nero's' stomach churned in disgust to see the common folk used in that way, huddled in a caravan, but the powergames between the nations could mean that any wrong step would scalate in friction between factions. Still, things could be done. Among the folk, there was a Reonite priest who was eager to help the knight's whims. And both 'Sult' and herself had concocted a plan to help them even further.

Both were undercover as acolytes of Reon. For 'Sult', it wasn't difficult to look the part, given she had training as priestess, but the eagerness of the priests' daughter had been tricky to deal with. Well, nothing she could have handled on her own, after all, the girl who wanted to play knight was her own reason for existing. She had swung a couple of times, and gave her a couple of tips. 

'Nero' for the most part, was taciturn, posing nearby the captain worried for her safety, under the acolyte garbs of Reon. She looked somber, and eyed every crevice in the road searching for ambush signs. No one in the knights seemed to like the situation.

Meanwhile, 'Sult' was slightly more relaxed, if only because watching a certain half-giant knight carting several children around. She couldn't help herself and made her voice be apparent. "You know, you do remind me of a certain someone in the Black Ravens." she directed to Salz.

What was Mariah doing these days, she wondered.