"O-Oh..."

	Marilyn didn't have the confidence to press the Mission orders at all. The Venbu seemed perturbed for a moment, but slowly moved to the left side of the road afterwards. As they approached the fork, Zay peered over the edge of the Caravan's roof with a small smile.

	"New path, Marilyn?" He asked casually. She turned around and looked up at Zay's face hanging over her head.

	"Yes. Um, Captain, I don't think you're supposed to stand on the overhang."

	"It's fine, I don't weight that much." Zay backed up and returned to the roof to keep a lookout. It seemed like he'd forgotten to assign the team roles and duties. Was that intentional? It was hard to tell with that guy, especially when he showed absolutely no concern for their change in pathing. Marilyn still didn't like it one bit. It was clear from her rigid posture. She clamped onto the reins tightly. For a moment it felt like she could float away at any moment, like her soul was trying to leave her body. She wouldn't even look at Daelin.

	Back inside the common area, Noru had been paying minimal attention to Flin's story about some overgrown bugs. Even so, he nodded to emulate some kind of interest in the man's ramblings. Tuning him out was more difficult than it seemed though. Noru glanced at Flin's burn as he pulled his shirt back and sighed to himself. "Gathering knowledge on the creatures of Thoris used to be a common practice. Nowadays it's almost impossible to be fully prepared. But the bestiary in Arcadia's royal library has plenty of info on the local pests, including those overgrown hornets. You may find it more useful to spend more time researching and less time blaming your allies if you value knowledge so much."

	The cart shook a little as it began to veer off of the southern trading route. The path that Daelin had chosen leeched back towards Lake Hyu eventually, and the detour itself wouldn't throw them off schedule. But there was a reason for their assigned path. The trading routes were some of the most well maintained paths between Nations. Even small civilizations would link into the main routes and contribute to their safety. With so many powerful casters using them daily, even the aggressive creatures of the wilds would think twice before jumping at every last Caravan that came their way. Daelin's path wasn't exactly leading them into a jungle though. Between the fork in the road is where the [b]Baeshri Hills[/b] started. Taking a left here merely lead them down the [b]Eastern trading route[/b].