Dawnlark Plains three-day weekend

Sounds like a plan! I'll just awkwardly power play her in the background. <__<

A plethora (one of my favorite words, by the way) of information fell from Scimitar's jaws. He went on to explain his pack, the surrounding areas, and even an additional pack that wasn't his at all. Ovaltine was, to say the least, tickled to get so much information in one go. Shylock remained quiet, presumably because she had nothing to add. She had come looking for information as well, so Ovaltine assumed she was taking it all in, just as he was.

But a question had been asked, and it was a question worth answering. "I'm perpetually passing through," Ovaltine replied with an impish grin. He had never stayed in one place for too terribly long, and he intended to keep it that way. He assumed that Shylock was the same, though there was no reason for him to assume as much. "Guessing Miss Shylock's the same way."