[@RaeoftheLight][i](skipping ahead)[/i]

Azerus didn't quite know how to take her actions or reply. She was, she was well different. 
While his ego usually lapped up such compliments he never showed a hint of gratitude for such things so obvious, yet on this quest he felt it was her who showed a more resilient versatile display of magic.

[i]"I know that."[/i] he mumbles in an answer-all reply with a hint of guilt as he moves closer to the food.
[i]"the rations will hold"[/i] he simply states before digging in. 



The journey back was slower and more comfortable, they stopped by a stream to stretch and rest while consuming the rations. Once again night was falling as they neared their home town. 

In the distance a very angry farmer began waving around a pitchfork as he came racing and cursing at the two.