An image of Alena strangling Kyren popped into the captain's head as she watched Kyren walk away. She refrained from lunging at him, and instead lightly cursed under her breath.
"Stupid knife-eared brat." However, Kyren's words were not only causing anger, but also succeeded in flaring up Alena's paranoia. Her things were important to her, no matter what they were, and all the memories of Kyren stealing them flooded her mind. Alena patted her armor, making sure her wallet was still on her person. Feeling only slightly relieved, the captain walked to Mirboro and knelt down. The healer held his glowing staff over the soldier's stomach and after a few seconds ceased.
"He'll be fine Captain. He had a little internal bleeding, but nothing serious." Alena gave the healer a nod, both of understanding and thanks. She rose and approached one of her more burly men.
"Please carry Mirboro to Gerdren, I don't want to wait around here for him to awaken. We're completely exposed." The man saluted his captain and left. Alena paced around the group, keeping an eye out for any more monsters, as well as ensuring that no one needed further assistance. She noted that the scythe-wielding man had healed the Amarcian, which she appreciated. After seven minutes had passed, Alena moved to the front of the group and cupped her mouth with her hands.
"Alright troops, time to move out!" She watched as everyone bundled together and they began their march to Gerdren.
The rest of the trip was quiet. No more monsters were met, and the weather stayed agreeable. As they neared Gerdren, the massive stone city seemed to grow larger and larger. They reached the Farm Division, and a few of the farmers gave a friendly wave as the travelers proceeded down the road. Some of the farm kids trotted alongside them, asking several questions about where they came from and what they were doing. Soon the group made it into the Forest Division, and the sun was blotted out by the canopy above. The sound of chopping could be heard in the distance, and the squeal of a boar rang out. After an hour of walking, the trekkers finally reached a large gate, and a Dwarf at the entrance asked their business. Alena stepped forward, but kept her distance from the Dwarf so she wouldn't have to look too far down at him.
"We travel from Meltokio. These are the researchers that are to be delivered to the Information Hub." Alena pulled out a letter with the seal of Martel on it, and the Dwarf waved them through. Giving the being a nod of thanks, Alena too motioned for the group to follow her within.
The Trade Division was bustling with life as everyone seemed to flow through the streets. The stone buildings were reserved for larger businesses or multiple small ones, while the rest set up stalls along the lanes. The researchers and soldiers paused to await Alena's direction. She motioned to one of her soldiers, a Dwarf who had moved to Meltokio from Gerdren a few years back.
"You know where the Information Hub is, correct?" He nodded.
"Then please take the lead, we will follow." The Dwarf gave a salute, and yelled for the group to follow. Alena weaved through the men and women and stopped before the newcomers.
"Again, thank you for your assistance earlier. With our safe arrival at Gerdren, I assume we will part ways. However, I would like to know your names so I may put in a good word for you both to my superiors. Who knows? It may help repay your kindness in some way. And should either of you require any aid in the future, please look me up, Meltokio Captain of the Guard, Alena Wilder." Alena gave a salute and awaited their response.