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[hr][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][sub][b]Province of Ilagorn [/b]--[b] Adventurer's Guild a.k.a. The Delipitated Duck[/b]
[color=gray]12th Hour of the 2nd Day, Summer[/color][/sub][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][hr][/center]

For all the abuse hurled in the party’s general direction, Ier-Briar remained undaunted. Even she had enough sense to not break the front teeth of her new ‘employer’, after all, and instead, the blonde knight burned with a desire to prove the bespectacled woman completely and totally wrong. A waste of time? No, they’d come out of this as ‘very important’. Her heels dug in, and she engraved as many details about the work as she could have.

The shipment broke off from the main road. The forest was filled with wildlife and lesser creatures, but also home to elementals and dryads, surprisingly enough. The water temple’s ruins sounded interesting, but irrelevant. The fog and humidity would make starting any unmanageable forest fire unlikely as well, and Ier-Briar flicked her blue eyes in Mallory’s direction for a moment, a reassuring and competitive glint in her eyes. If the woman’s flames could torch even a forest eternally mired with fog that would certainly live up to its famed nature wouldn’t it?

[color=7ea7d8]“If we’re lucky, we’ll stumble upon such circumstances and survive them,”[/color] Ier-Briar returned with a smile with more teeth than mirth, [color=7ea7d8]“And we’ll most certainly tell you all about it, Guildmaster. Look forward to it, won’t you?”[/color]

With that, she turned heel, expecting the others to follow. The southern highway. Iber. Fogmere Forest. She recalled the general form of the map, but she certainly didn’t expect the Guildmaster, thorny as she was, to offer them that map as a freebie as well. Once they were out of the Dilapidated Duck, Ier-Briar was quick to turn her attention onto Nimr, then sweep her gaze onto the others as well.

[color=7ea7d8]“We’ll start with preparations first, if any of you require that 'last minute shopping'. Nimr?”[/color] A pause. [color=7ea7d8]"A detailed explanation on your capabilities will be essential as well. As is clear, I'm a knight, strong of arm and skilled with the blade. My focus sharpens with the battle oaths of my ancestors, my shieldwork is of particular note, and I am wholly confident in my ability to make myself the center of our monstrous foes' attention."[/color]

It was a bit forced, wasn't it? But the faster they got everything out of the way, the faster Ier-Briar could saunter back into the Guild and make sure that woman understood that she wasn't like any others before her.