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The gang's together, the rebellion is ready to travel! And when the sun was halfway in the sky, they set for their next target. The castle of the dreaded Camus' and Jiol. One thing's for sure, those evil doers are going to get what they deserve. But for now, we focus on what we have here . .
Lots of work needs to be done. In the training camp, Bord finds a bright pink bird perched snuggly on a tree. Singing it's beautiful song for the people below. Bord looks at it wide-eyed, in awe. "Hey guys, come look at what I found." this outta take their minds off this treacherous journey. The guys run towards his voice. Shortly after, Bord, Cord, Draug and Barst were staring up at the beauty. This beast is awfully large, and the colour is an unnatural bright pink. Draug however, was not impressed. "I do not like birds as much as the average person does. They bother me." Draug picks up his lance and continues. The other men admire the bird for a little while longer. The bird gives them a loud squawk in return, and darts into the wilderness. Minerva's loud, abrupt calling for the axe users to continue the path must have scared it away. Walking back in silence, they all enjoyed each other's company. These were the guys that got along the best. They all had a common interest in woodworking. In his spare time, Barst built a small boat. A cute little thing made with incredible detail, so much so it makes you feel bad if you actually used it. "I love the ocean, sailing brings life to me" Barst speaks proudly. This stemmed into a love of nature. Walking up the dirt road. They catch up with the rest. Frey was trailing behind the group. Earlier, Marth and Frey agreed that they would be on either ends of the group to ensure that everyone is intact. A large moving group is a recipe for confusion, so the Prince and his noble assistant thought this was their best course of action.
