With Frost at the forefront the caravan consisting of 27 Lunar maidens left the confines of the cold, dark cave that had been their home for the past several weeks. The four children that managed to survive the ogres' massacre were crying tears of joy as the entrance to the cave vanished from their sights, no longer would they be confined to that hellhole. The older maidens however couldn't help but be on edge as they knew full well that their departure wouldn't be easy.
"Master did you get a chance to see the giant's camp?" As though giving a voice to their collective worries Neve spoke up, her eyes dashing across the steep cliff edges and in amongst the gnarly ravines for any sign of possible threats. The sun was still up so their movements couldn't exactly be considered lowkey despite their shallow steps and quiet whispers, but night wasn't far off, an hour at most and the sun would set over the horizon.
