As it was now dawn and Ceria had been walking through town for a half an hour from the orc artificer's house, she felt an odd desire to honor Daisy's memory with a song.  So,  she walked, first to the inn, and then - upon not finding the rest of the party there - in the direction of retracing her steps, hoping to find some trace of whether her friends, if they were still to be her friends, had continued on or returned to the general. 

Along the way, she began to sing, attempting to honor Daisy's memory, not really caring who heard or if her song was considered to be very good.  She added a little bounce to her step, switching Ephola to staff form and twirling the mottled light blue iridescent piece of weaponry lightly.  As she sang, while she was belting out the lyrics "to take a cup of kindness yet" with a vigor that astounded herself, she was surprised to find that people she passed had interesting expressions and were staring at her weirdly.  Ignoring it for the most part, Ceria walked on, making for the cathedral with all due haste. 




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Performance Roll:  7    (8 - 1)
Acrobatics Roll:  19    (16 + 3)
Desired Walking Speed = Forced March

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