"You're right, that was lucky. So, are you ready? I'd like to get going before the healer wakes up; she'll give a lecture on 'being more careful' if I don't escape while she's sleeping," Sierra replies, the last part said almost jokingly. "Where is the cart?"
Sierra accepts the help up and gathers the few things he'd taken along when lead to the healer's. Grabbing a bit of food first is tempting enough to go ahead and do so.
"all right, let's see if I can avoid getting lost on the way there," he says with a smile.
Though quietly to avoid waking the healer, Sierra leads Fern out of the healer's hut and back to his home. Once there, he grabs some food and water before pausing to ask, "Did you have anything to eat yet today?"
"I'm not so impatient that I won't let you have breakfast first," Sierra replies giving a quick look around to make sure he hadn't forget anything. Satisfied that he had what few things he needed, Sierra walks over the the kitchen area and makes Fern a quick sandwich, "Here, this should be better than nothing."
Post by Kender Bard on Oct 2, 2006 13:35:52 GMT -5
Fern takes it with a quiet thanks, and eats 'on the run' as she munches on it while going about getting the wagon ready. By the time she's satisfied, she'd polished off the breakfast and was grinning with enthusiasm. "Back to the treasure!"
"Looks like there's plenty of room for the treasure," Sierra exclaims, looking over the wagon. He climbs in, letting Fern take the driver's spot before saying, "You probably should steer... We don't want to end up on the wrong side of Naurorod."
Post by Kender Bard on Oct 2, 2006 17:57:57 GMT -5
Fern laughs softly, getting up into the driver's seat and taking the reigns. She'd never formally handled horses like this but she'd had training enough to figure most of it out. She was in high spirits once they were on the road and hummed softly to herself, visions of treasure in her mind.