Icies arrived through the town gate leading a buckskin gelding who was packed lightly with only one full saddle bag and a bed roll. Icies herself was dressed for travel in durable clothes fitted well to her form and a dark cloak. On her back hung a elvish bow made of dark wood, and a quiver of arrows to match and at her hip sat a simple dagger. 
As she came into the vicinity of the other two she gave a curt nod to Straw and completely ignored Khoran preferring to wait to make introductions for when all arrived. Settling the small gelding with a few soft words she proceeded to check all the straps and buckles of her tack.