[Calieo]

	"They are slow, you're right. The sun has already risen, I said we were leaving at dawn, this is wasted daylight," Calieo grumbled, her mood a little soured now. This dried meat was not wholly terrible though, quite good in fact, and that mellowed everything out to an extent. Still she stood in place, scanning the streets, tearing chunks from the quickly disappearing piece of meat. Soon she was on her last bite, and still there was no sign of the others. "Fine, I am done consuming. You and your horse should be sufficient aid," the knight announced over her shoulder to Denise, not bothering to look back before starting to march briskly forward.

	Currently on a side street that had led towards Amelia's home, it was a short walk to the road that led through the village and south. As soon as she made the corner the knight was met with the sight of the fur clad woman standing just outside a fairly large structure with several windows, and quickly she was joined by the mousy looking one. "Oh. Two of the three, not bad," she muttered, quickening her pace to go confront the two who were only a few buildings away. 

	"Good, you revealed yourself just in time, I was prepared to leave without you," she greeted as she drew near, her tone commanding and possibly a little cheerful. Without breaking her stride she briskly walked past Chambala and Rebecca, motioning with her hand that they were meant to follow.

[Tirñea]

	Sitting silently in the chilly dawn, Tirñea had found time to warm herself somewhat by bundling herself. The dry air thankfully had meant little dew, meaning it was just a mater of trapping her body heat best she could. After a while she had brought herself to eat, having a piece of the flatbread her mother had packed and finishing it only a short while before Veronica emerged from the tent. The knight revived the fire using her own conjured flames, but didn't stay long as she quickly became engrossed in whatever practice she had been so wrapped up in yesterday. A short while later Serena emerged, and she briefly assessed the state of the camp before asking if they were prepared to leave.

	"I am ready for leaving now," Tirñea answered, pushing herself to stand though remaining wrapped in her blanket. Her one hand kept the cloth bundled around her, while her other hand held her staff which until now had been laying beside her. "As soon as you is ready," she noddded, smiling before returning her attention to the fire.