Marianne was quite surprised by the open fiasco the Shepherds would receive upon entering Ragna Ferox. Honestly, it was just a little border skirmish and she was pretty sure they had lost more casualties than saved. Still, if fearless leader was happy, then she was too.

She felt the burning urge to light the crowd on fire though for carting away her dearly beloved like he was some kind of champion. Which he was, but her champion alone. And she was about to do that too when something else caught her curious eye.

Jerod, apparently irritated by the Khan’s hospitality more so than her, had leaped out of the caravan and stalked his way to speak with one of them. Interested, the Dark Mage skipped along happily to follow, keeping close by but also concealing her form.

[color=bc8dbf]“Is Mister Jerod trying to make a new F.R.I.E.N.D?”[/color] she wondered to herself.