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[img]https://i.imgur.com/2EmklTs.png[/img]Mavis wasn’t surprised a dwarf would have such comradery with complete strangers, but she supposed it could be worse. There were others who might have taken the loner’s path in this encampment, or even worse, be outright hostile to their potential allies. Arrogance and pride were factors among the young, especially when adventure and glory were near. All the same, it was a nice change of pace to have some people pledge loyalty. Indeed, she wasn’t much surprised.

Instead, she merely nodded along to Banard’s words before doing as he instructed. While she wouldn’t participate hard into the merry going of their assembled crew, a drink or two wouldn’t hurt. With her mug, she raised it in rite of Banard’s toast as he further announced his oath for all to hear. She was almost sure the entire camp could hear them with the amount of loud ruckus they were putting off and wondered if the dwarf’s promise applied to all within earshot.

Morning came and went as it did, accompanied by the announcements that were promised to the enlisted. Mavis listened with some interest as each speech was made, specifically about what they were facing. Fighting the citizens? That almost seemed counterproductive but if Gabaras truly was being distorted in reality then matters were a bit more…complicated than most people expected. Still, it did draw eye to what exactly was going on in the darkened city. With their basic objectives set, the crowd dispersed to their own individual companies to move out.

A few more briefings later and Mavis found herself in near-familiar company. Indeed, all those from Row C were gathered into one group as they prepared for one last time before entering the city itself. So then, the goal was like the others, to protect the assigned mage? That seemed simple enough and Mavis had to smirk to herself at the prospect of what horrible creatures and monstrosities awaited them in the city….ah, but she was getting ahead of herself again.

Mavis almost expected the tone and atmosphere to remain in their group; that being one of solemn coming. However, she knew that wouldn’t last for long as she heard what sounded like chanting before it evolved into a full-on hymn. Immediately she knew, it had to be Banard, and couldn’t help but chuckle as his attempts to lighten the moods and spirits. Well, it was certainly appreciated no doubt. She only hoped the noise wouldn’t attract the creatures in darkness too early…
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