"Depressed and sullen? Nah, probably not," Kryschenn admitted, finding their way back to the road and picking a few fat, purple berries along the way, offering one to Faira. "Concerned and very shook up? Definitely. I mean, this isn't something you just come smiling back from. But like you said earlier, I'm alive so I better figure out some way to cope." Looking up and down the dirt road, she realized that she had followed the merchant all the way here and really didn't know how to get back to the castle herself. So she headed in what she guessed was the right direction. After just a few minutes of walking, they were fortunate enough to find a traveler on the road who miraculously did not flee from the sight of a soaking wet, barbarian swordswoman with a faerie eating a berry sitting on her shoulder. He was even willing to give them directions. Soon enough, they were on their way back to the castle.
