Dragongal
Miss Medic
Emmalia read the directions as he left. It wasn't far, so the territory was unlikely to change. Depending on the size of the group, they ought to be safe by her figuring. He had a warhammer and she had her agility. Unlike Waldron, though, she didn't need to sleep, the whole night was hers to burn. So, without hesitstion, she sat back down and watched the violinist.
By the morning, both she and Waldron were prepared to travel the short distance needed. They left their basic supplies in their rooms, which left Emmalia with only a rather small kit in case of injury, and the three potions they had scavenged from the farm house.
By the morning, both she and Waldron were prepared to travel the short distance needed. They left their basic supplies in their rooms, which left Emmalia with only a rather small kit in case of injury, and the three potions they had scavenged from the farm house.