[b][center]The Slavers Camp – Group A[/center][/b]

	Sana nodded to the group as they agreed to take the people back to the village; they needed tending to and who knew what was going to happen on the road back or what was happening in the village itself. She giggled slightly as Lob returned the hug and licked her face, smiling at him. They were a group of people that she had fighting at her side now and she was grateful to them. She hated having to send them back without her, not knowing what lay before them but it was something that she had to do. She really needed time alone, time to bury the past and find a future; whatever that may be. 

	Stepping over to Lob as he spoke she shook her head and rested her hand on his shoulder. “Please, lead them back to the village and keep them safe. For me,” she asked softly. “They need your strength,” she added as she looked at him. “The rest of the slavers may be headed towards the village and if so they will need all the help they can get,” she admitted as she stood there. Looking over towards Fiona and Vaeri, as well as Drizzak she had a look of concern fall over her features. “Stay safe, be careful,” she said quickly as she stood there. 

	The forest would be hard to traverse, it would take a couple of hours just to get through the narrow paths with the wagon back to the road itself and then another couple of hours to take the road back into the village. Who knew what would happen on the route. Would they be able to get back without another fight? Sana did not know but she knew that if they did they would need more than just three to get through it. Lob was quick and he hit like an anvil. They needed a tank to help with the speed and spells the others had. 

	Turning back to Lob she smiled. “Don’t worry, if anything happens I will run. I won’t fight. I’ll stay safe. I will see you all tonight for a much needed drink,” she said with a slight laugh. Sana was not one to drink usually but after the day they had had she knew by the time she got back to the village she would want to drown away any sorrows that were left. 

	“Oh, make sure to give some of the gold to the apothecary when you get back, I think we are going to need a lot more healing potions if this keeps up,” she said looked back at the rest in the group. “Now, get out of here and get these people some much needed food,” she said before stepping away from them and waiting for them to leave.