Vel gazed up at the Guild master as he spoke to them. A brief send off but Vel couldn't help but smile under her scarf recalling their.. talk. She was surrounded by her comrades who... truthfully she didn't know as well as she'd like and already she'd have closer interactions with them then ever before. She was frighted of white was ahead but at the same time encouraged and excited. Dagur needed her to be in this group, and so she'd do whatever it was she had to to make sure everyone came home alive.
As he went on to tell them the chain of command into the group Vel glanced at Tris feeling a bit nervous at the idea that she'd be reporting to him. Tris was a little more inquisitive then Adam was She'd had to dodge around questions before, but she'd have no where to hide this time. Vel shifted for a moment as she looked back to Dagur as he spoke his last few words. She was pretty sure that anything they did was never considered safe. As he dismissed them she turned to look at the others, all had a mount of sorts and Vel did not. There were a couple of reasons for this, one was that animals didn't usually have the best reactions to her it was difficult to get one to trust her, let alone let her ride it. two, one of the few things she'd never learned while living the life of a noble was learn how to ride.
When on her own Vel typically just walked as she could do so for hours with out tiring. However here she knew she wouldn't be able to keep up with the horses, specially should they need to move in a hurry. Vel made sure her Axe was secured to her back, her daggers at her side and her pack securely tied shut. She picked it up in a hurry and moved off to the wagon as they started moving off. Chucking the pack into the back she quickly leaped up and climbed in after it before turning and sitting with her legs hanging over the edge so she was facing out and able to watch the Gallery, her home, vanish behind the other buildings of balefire.
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