Despite her father constantly getting underfoot, Breanna packed a knapsack with the essentials for her upcoming trip. With her hunting and wood skills, she had no real need for food supplies - she knew how to live off the land. Clothing, however, along with a blanket and a thick cloak were a must.
"This is so exciting," babbled her father, animatedly. "My little girl is going off on her first quest. Be sure to make note of everything you do and see. I want to make a record of your journey when you get back."
"Yes, Father," she said with a sigh, for the hundredth time. Like she'd have time to take notes.
"Oh and don't forget, no magic."
"I'll make sure Terrence behaves."
"That goes for you, too, daughter. Once you get close to the source of the spell, you may find your shapeshifting magic behaving oddly. Try and stay in human form if possible."
"Yes, Father. Is that all? I have an errand I need to run."