Yvonne recollected her luggage and weapons from the "safekeeping" by the castle staff, in good anticipation after the carelessness of last time sent her out travelling with her backpack stuck in the inn because the group just departed immediately. Same case this time, it looked like. It's still a light(ish) kit, but enough for a few days worth of forced march if needed.

With how things were expected to went, she'll need every edge she could scrounge against the impending shitshow.

[b][color=#a4161a]"Who's driving this time? Doc again?"[/color][/b] Yvonne inquired to no one in particular as she loaded the saddlebag, picking the decidedly smaller horses of the lot. [b][color=#a4161a]"I'll take the rear guard then. Anyone praying for safe travel?"[/color][/b]