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Angel Ferrara - Putting Trap Knowledge to Use
"Shouldn't be too much longer," the forest-dweller said cheerfully from the front of the group.
As the closest thing to a surveyor that the makeshift squad had, he had taken point and agreed to help find the shortest route to the construction site they'd been hired to clear out. Now and then he would stop for just a second to pluck a fruit from a tree and take a hearty bite from it (save the pear tree they'd found early in the voyage, when they were all still getting accustomed to each other; Angel, calling it "really good luck" with wide-eyed naivety, had cut the sweetest looking pear in half and given the pieces to Kaia and Cyare) but otherwise they'd been making good time so far. He told Cyare as much with a bright smile on his face.
"Barring any weather changes or animal attacks, we should be right on top of 'em by around midday," he explained. "We might have to camp for the night, but we're in good terrain. We shouldn't be lacking for much if we need to take a layover before heading back to collect the bounty."
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Cyare Staunton: Tactfully Wanting To Get To Hitting Bad Guys
"Camping outdoors is nothing new. Though I would prefer a swift arrival to the targets." The Tactical Mage commented simply, though the faintest hints of a frown briefly crossed her features at the mention of weather changes. The trees provided ample protection from the sun, but they would not do so from, say, the rain. While she had options in her pack for dealing with wetter weather, rain and Cyare Staunton did not get along. It made armor maintenance a pain, her grip on her sword slicker, and had an unfortunate tendency to make her hair puff out. It was exceptionally difficult to be intimidating when one's epithet was "Pawn", and one's hair more closely resembled a bush. Snow was acceptable, though it was not the correct season so snow would in fact be indicative of some kind of Ice or Weather Mage, but it had a tendency to make the ground slick and her armor cold to the touch.
Animal attacks, however, were not a concern. Tooth and claw were no match for a blade, even without the additional enhancements of Pawn form. She did not wish for one, given that it would be further delay to their arrival, but it was something she was prepared for. She did not particularly mind the walk's monotony, either. In fact she would normally find it quite peaceful. Little cleared the mind like a walk through the outdoors, particularly an extended one that could raise the heart rate, and it was something she normally relished. Walking with others was something new. Not Rei, he was something she was accustomed to, but the rest were new elements. Not necessarily negative ones but certainly new variables to be assessed and adapted to. Some seemed to share her desire for a quiet walk, but others... Seemed to prefer otherwise.
Small talk was not a forte. This had not yet proven an issue, but she was prepared for the possibility. More problematically she was attempting to assess whether it was the appropriate point to indulge in her provisions. Cyare had packed sufficiently for a snack en route, both ways, as well as a decent meal in the event that an overnight stay was necessary. One that could be rationed into two smaller ones, if need be, though she generally intended to supplement it with what she could find in the surrounding regions. More to the point, she was inclined to proceed with the consumption of her outbound provisions. If they intended to arrive at midday, it was roughly the midpoint of their journey.
A satisfactory time, then. She didn't slow her pace while she reached into a pouch on her right hand side, withdrawing a small wrapped bundle (dried fruit, nuts, jerky, etc) and started in on its steady, measured consumption. Her canteen, filled with water, provided adequate hydration with a sip every quarter hour or so.
Thus far, all was proceeding as planned.
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