"Eck, guess that's my cue to leave. I can't handle y'alls weird emotions well," Rita said, backing away from Sin. Finn went up to Sin and offered a hug.
"I only came here to tell you not to send anymore people to the tavern looking for the wizard," Arwyn said to Rita, then in a whisper, "No one's supposed to know about me knowing the path to him, or that we have any connection."
Rita chuckled, and replied loudly, "Don't you worry, I sent others away and chose to send these specific ones to you. I won't send anyone else, as long as you promise to get a move on."
Arwyn nodded at that. "You guys ready?" She asked, turning to her group. A crazy masked guy, a vessel for the sins, a depressed naga, and an overly optimistic mage... they were quite the team.
"Okay then," Arwyn said. She turned to wave goodbye to Rita, but found that she had mysteriously disappeared, along with the cottage. That probably wouldn't be the last that they'd see of her, though.
Finn had his hands in front of his face, studying the gloves in interest. "Where do we go? How long will it take?" He asked with a slightly worried smile. "Eh.. it depends, but probably a couple of days. A week, at most. It's getting dark, but in the forest, there's a path that will take us to a clearing, an hour or so away, and we can camp there for the night since it's getting late," Arwyn said, walking and leading them to the designated spot.
Avalon retracted his hands and began slithering to follow Arwyn. He wondered if he could hypnotize Sin to make them calm down a little. Of course he wasn't sure if Sin had a weak will and he didn't feel like angering one of the spirits in him to find out.
Sin followed close behind Gineye staying far away from Avalon.
They continued to stumble and trip, likely due to not properly watching where they were going, and wearing boots that were just far too big for them.
By now they had made it into the forest and onto the path. "This forest is dangerous," Arwyn muttered, mostly to herself. She hadn't been here in many years, but considering that most of the groups who tried to reach the wizard had died on the travels, Arwyn was sure it was just as dangerous as before.
Finn frowned at the group. Sin and Avalon now had obvious tensions. After a few seconds of deciding, he walked up to Avalon. "Maybe you shouldn't fear Sin, they don't really wanna hurt you," Finn whispered.
Arwyn could now see the clearing in sight, they weren't far. "Hopefully we don't run into another group," she muttered, again, mostly to herself. Her hands were shaking from nervousness and paranoia, but she fiddled with one of her knives to hide it.
"Sin isn't defined by the other personalities they have, though," Finn said. "Sin- not umm.. Pride or Wrath, I think they were- Sin's just terrified, and Sin wouldn't hurt a fly. I think Sin is more afraid of you, or atleast what they'd do to you, than you are of-" Finn paused, "I'm not making this any better am I?"