The woman nodded to Malkus, gathered her things, and made a mental note of where to meet later on. As the two parted ways, Amelia could feel her nerves tingling. She was beginning to second guess if this was the right choice. She had just escaped a slaver, barely managed to take out her attacker last night, and was not volunteering to help find someone who was taken by bandits.

"You're an idiot," she muttered to herself as she replayed everything in the last 24 hours in her head. But, there was no going back it seemed. And the family matter tugged at her a little. She wondered if her own would even recognize her, or if they were still even alive after all these years. At least she would be doing something of worth, right?

She found the market, managing to keep to herself and steer clear of anyone so as not to bring trouble to herself. She was still wary, and knew by now Kallum, her latest master, would have noticed the absence of many by now. Whether or not he felt they were valuable enough to go look for, she was unsure of. And if so, getting on the road again sooner rather than later would be ideal. After asking a few travel worn looking people, she found her way to the merchant Yurt and entered the shop. It was quiet still, which made her presence well known as she entered.

"M-morning," she said, giving a small nod as she nervously approached a little more, still keeping distance.