Runt, after letting Meesei go, nodded at her new orders, somewhat consoled. If anything, she seemed more relieved at putting distance between herself and Vos.

Fendros hurried to don his Chitin armour over the top of the clothes he already wore. It would be a shame if it was to be damaged if he had to transform, but he didn't have time to modify it to fall off if that were to happen. With his sword, shield, bow, and quiver of arrows, he stood ready. Runt handed him a potion that she only described as to 'help you shoot straighter', and he wasn't sure whether he should be offended or thankful, but in the end he figured that he would need all the help he could get.

Janius also rushed to put on his armour and equip himself. With his axe and shield he would be using less magic than Meesei and Ahansha, so he didn't complain that Runt had prepared a potion to make him a little faster rather than something for his magicka.

After handing out the potions she had prepared, Runt shouldered her bag and left her cloak behind this time. With her frailty, she was likely going to stay away from the front line, instead making herself useful by scouting, or by tending to wounds, or handing out extra potions if needed. Of course, if it came to it, she could easily transform and at least harass the enemy.

Feeling as many parts fearful as excited, Fendros stood ready with them all. He shot a quick smile over to Ahnasha to reassure both of them, then looked to Meesei, "Let's go."

The pace set was not so strenuous, but it was enough for Fendros to feel like he wasn't as aware of his surrounding to be comfortable. He suspected that things would be easier once they caught up with Lorag, but if these hunters had illusion skills like Ahnasha, then trouble could come from anywhere.