Iris couldn't be sure if it was a good or bad thing that she...actually recognized several of the faces along the way. Few of them close enough to stop and approach, but...her eyes shone with recognition more than once.

"I'd like to believe it means I'm not the only one who doesn't want to fight."

Sure enough, none of the players seemed all that interested in attacking her--

Unlike a large creature that let out a sudden roar in the distance. One that caught a certain scent on her and was drawn to it like a moth to a flame.