Gillivane sighs a bit, then nods to herself. "I shall leave the organising of food and other equipment to you and visit some scolars which might provide us with a definite goal. I will be back before nightfall." Then, she leaves the others to their devices and takes a stroll trough the halfling city. She liked civilisation, and she especially liked that this empire was built to a scale comfortable to her, but she would not gain much more insight at this place. It was evident, she was at least one of the most powerfull mages of this country, and people of her power seldomly shared it. The only way she would glean new knowledge and insight was by, as they say, adventuring, delving into forgotten ruins and tombs, all that. There was little she could learn from the mages she prepared to visit, but you never knew when they might be usefull, didn't you? In her mind, she goes trough a list of spells she should prepare. Magical Steeds were a given, of course, and two teleportations. She would need some magical protections and fighting spells, too, you never knew what you would encounter. And if a mountain range was between their entrance point and the goal, she would have to prepare spell enhancers too, so that the magical steeds could fly... Oh, how she loved this planning.