[[If anyone would like to join me on my way to Rauru, please feel free to post with me ]] Rachel’s eyes snapped open. Her room was dark- it was several hours before daybreak. Rachel sat up, her heart pounding, and threaded the walls with light. The brightness of her magic and the adrenaline rushing through her washed away the last wispy traces of sleep, leaving her feeling anxious but fully awake. She had packed all her things last night. There was nothing to do but leave. Rachel walked out the inn and toward the stables. Now that the Festival was over, she should be able to rent a horse. She needed to get to Rauru immediately. She had urgent news to report to the Order. Zen had escaped, the fate of the Order members sent to take him was uncertain, and Rachel had mystical reason to believe Zen would destroy the Order of Rauru if she didn’t act. There was no time to lose. The only thing she regretted as she slung herself onto her horse was that she couldn’t spend any more time with Tane. He was a fascinating man. Their work took them in different directions now, but Rachel hoped their paths would cross again. Perhaps, when this business with Zen was taken care of, she would find him. That would be good. But until then, her people were in danger. Rachel wasn’t a warrior, not by any means, but the Fortune Teller has said she was vital to stopping Zen. She had to do her part. Rachel clicked her tongue and began to ride.