Most of the others collected their vials easily enough although the Ice Queen, as she had heard Aldred call her, seemed very suspicious of it for some reason. Emilia was used to having stubborn patients and people who were distrustful of medicine and magic. Two of the others decided to introduce themselves, the first was an elf who called herself Nyx. She was rather cute but didn't seem very confident in herself when she said she was a mage, perhaps she was still in the early stages of her studies. The second said her name was Bregil, from the look of her she was probably a half-elf although more interesting than that was that she was also a healer. It was good to know that there would be someone else she could talk to while they traveled that wouldn't be completely lost by the time she got past the first sentence. Bregil looked a bit rugged, as if she had spent a lot of time in the wilderness, and she was clearly an archer as well. Emilia never actually learned to use a weapon as she always relied on her magic to defend herself. 

"It's good to meet you Nyx, and you as well Bregil. It's good to have another Healer along for the journey. Maybe later we can compare notes?"

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Emilia decided to take Hansel, her brother's horse, with her as they probably wouldn't be heading back to Esterfell any time soon. The air up high in the mountains was freezing and the wind didn't make it any better. She was quite well adjusted to the cold already, having lived in Esterfell until her twenties, but the Frigore Resistentia was a smart move none the less. She was sure that the elves and half-elves in the party would be grateful for the potion since they had less to hold the heat in. 

Emilia read over her journal as they made their way up, eventually coming up on some ruins. She remembered being told a fairy tale about an ancient Elven king who lived in these ruins and despised naughty children, in the story he would descend from the mountain when you were being bad and punish you. She was smart enough to know that it was only a story made up to scare children into obedience but she couldn't help imagining the phantom of some old Elf king brooding in solitude deep inside the ruins. She put her journal back in her satchel as Aldred commented on the ruins. 

Before she could tell what was going on Aldred had jumped behind a rock and arrows were flying past her with alarming accuracy. She threw up a barrier to shield herself, and any others close enough to be behind it, to stop incoming arrows. They were raining down from somewhere she couldn't see and the only thing she could do was make for cover. Hansel was spooked from all the commotion and almost threw Emilia off of him as she wrangled him out of harms way. Her and Hansel were big targets for an archer and whoever were firing the arrows at them were good shots.