The night carried on without any trouble. Upon returning to camp, she briefly met up with Gavin. Though he had ended up taking pretty much her whole watch, she wanted to make sure the knight knew that she and Olivia had returned safely. He was soon taken off his shift by another knight anyways and the three went their separate ways to lay down for the night. --- Three days went by and luckily, they were fairly calm ones. Layth's attempt to trap the thieves had been unsuccessful but no one was hurt so Penelope counted it as a success in her book. Instead, the barons decided to try sending out patrols to search for the thieves, which didn't work out either due to Penelope's interference. She was quick to join the patrols and offer advice on where to search for them, sending the patrols in directions away from where the camp actually was. Eventually the barons just gave up but still refused to give any gold in return for their weapons. A small skirmish broke out between a small group of Younisian and Brerratic knights. It was unplanned and ended up being a bit bloody. The Brerratic knights came out victorious but it was only a small fight and not an actual battle, which had yet to come. As the third day finally came, Olivia made sure to take a guard shift in order to assure Penelope an easy getaway, just as she had done for her when she had snuck off to see Alistair on one night. She had purposely dressed down, leaving behind her armor and sword in exchange for one of the commoner outfits she had taken from the failed trap. Draping a cloak over herself, she hoped that it would keep from any attention being drawn to her, both in and out of the camp. She still kept a dagger on her, just in case trouble were to arise though. Now Penelope made her way to the village of Myrefall, feeling a little nervous as well as curiously excited. She walked through the village, eying it with silent interest. This was Crow's home, where he was born and raised. Being there and on her way to meet him at a tavern caused for a bit of sorrow to hit her. When she had thought of seeing the village in the past, she had always assumed that it would be because Crow wanted to show her around his old home and not just to meet him in a formal exchange of information. A soft sigh escaped her lips as she stepped up to the tavern doors, pausing slightly at the entrance. Though she had been trying to suppress the thought, Penelope briefly wondered what it would have been like to have met Crow in the past at the Black Dagger. This situation seemed like a cruel twist on past plans. Penelope shook the thought away, trying to focus back on the task at hand. She stepped inside and glanced around for Crow.