~Nemo~
An Odd
Andraste sat in the caravan, waiting for the others to get prepared. She sighed in annoyance as her patience ran thin with her ladies in waiting but she was just early, she trusted that the would be punctual. "Driver, you do know where we are heading right? I won't settle for incompetence." When she recieved assurance from the driver that it was so, she clapped at servants to hurry along with her belongings. "We don't have all day, hurry your lumbering feet."