A strange sort of hunt|Haven, Ilyamen

[aivea]

"Whenever you are prepared and have finished what you were doing, I'd like for you to come with me back to the others so the entire group currently in Ilyamen can go back to base together," Diatos answers. "There are others in different cities from the sound of things and we are all going to gather together at a certain place so our efforts can be more effectively coordinated."

[Kender Bard]

"Fine," Fallen grunts, going back inside. She blows out her candles and whatever else she does, is done in darkness. After a while, she emerges with her two swords in sheathes at her hips and a pack on her back. Tossing some of her hair off her forehead, she says, "Let's go."

[aivea]

Diatos nods and waves for Fallen to come with her before returning to the others.

"It's about time..." mutters Rayner.

"Everyone, this is Fallen. She's going to be joining us," the Mind says casually, ignoring the muttered comment.

"It's good to have you along," Critias says to Fallen before uncrossing his arms. Turning toward the road leading out of the city, he continues, "For now, it's time to go back to the meeting place. There are others from different cities who will most likely be waiting there for us. Come on..."

Expecting to be followed and content with the results, he begins to walk back to the group's base. Diatos and Oritos follow closely, as seems to be their habit. However, Rayner mutters something and rubs his forehead with one hand before beginning to walk.