Before the group set off, Mortis remembered her bag and clothes, and ran to the tree to go get it as everyone was packing up their things from the chest. She stuffed her clothes into her bag, settling on just a pair of pants for the moment being. When she returned, she walked close to Moon. She kept a weary eye on Moon as they walked, feeling a bit uneasy as she left the group after motioning to the village. For a moment, the chameleon stopped and hugged her bag to her chest as the small town came into view. In all honesty, she wasn't ready to go into the place. Every time they had gone into a village, nothing good had come of it. She took in a deep breath and sighed, looking over her shoulder at the others. "Well, this is it." She rubbed the back of her neck, and dug into her bag, grabbing her shirt and sliding it on. "Excuse me if I don't seem too thrilled to see civilization again."