It was a relatively pleasant journey so far.
The whiteness of the snow, the crunch of what little snow there was on the road, the cold crisp air. Oddly enough, she didn't feel as cold as she thought she would be. Perhaps the large cloak Ettamri brought helped? She had no real trouble finding the way, considering travelled roads tended to be easy to find, and even without landmarks, she could reorient herself using the small compass she had brought. She had been out in the wilds when she woke not too long ago after all, and had specifically brought things along just in case she was lost, which did include a map of the region. Not that it will help much when it came to more specific areas, but it was good for a general idea of directions in a region and what to expect.
Their way was soon to be obstructed by a river however, one that seemed to have pulled out the log bridge that was supposed to be there.
Perhaps they could have repaired it; she definitely could have carried that sort of logs and lashed them together. But they were delivering supplies to the fort, and that was time and luxury they couldn't afford.
"Hold." She walked over to the edge of the river, looking out towards the other side for a moment. "Hmm, this is troubling."
Closing her eyes for a moment, she came upon a decision. She wasn't some backwater noble after all, she was of the House of Belarence, well trained and well educated. In situations like this...
"Hmmph. Unless any of you have a better idea, we should scout out the area first. You, idiot, and you, archer, scout out that side-" she pointed towards Muu and Oscar, before gesturing upriver "- and see if there is another way across. You, mage, and you, shieldbearer,"she pointed towards Renauld and Argentum before pointing down river ", search that way. Me and the rest shall make temporary camp here, to guard the cart. Do not fight if you can avoid it. No telling how much trouble that will bring. Return here alive or I'll drag you out of hell myself and beat you senseless."
Ettamri set down her greatclub in the wagon, and stretched, obviously expecting them to already be doing her orders. After all, there shouldn't be a better idea than hers.