"I will not lie. Even this close to the properly patrolled roads I always feel a bit uneasy when I hear the sound of hooves." Cyriana stated politely as she stared towards the rough direction of the approaching riders. Her frail fingers brushed against the bandages that covered her left eye and seemed to gain if not strenght, then at least determination. "Best we be on our guard." The elf added more to herself than the two men accompanying her.