The group had thankfully been allowed safe passage and sanctuary in the city, no matter how temporary it might have been. Breathing out a sigh of relief, the girl walked alongside everyone else as they made their way into the city. They were to take up an old abandoned shrine to a fire spirit as their lodging for the night, and upon reaching it the man who had been escorting them told them that he would fetch the proper bedding for them. Giving a small nod and saying a soft "thank you," as the man departed. As he did, the group had dispersed a bit, walking through the ruined shrine, with the Earth Chosen herself simply wandering and looking about the area. Getting closer to a wall, the girl had realized that now they were finally in a place where they would be able to rest, and so she did her best to prep for such time. While still quite in plain view, as there was no real place to hide within it, the girl had started to remove the armor that she had over her, revealing a more casual yet ragged set of cloth clothes underneath, placing it down on the ground as she did.
Once that was taken care of, she turned around to face the rest of the group, and saw that the water and fire chosen were speaking about something. The girl hadn't been paying attention to the contents of it, and her attention was more taken up by the young halfling who seemed to be bounding around the shrine. She wasn't quite sure what to make of the halfling's apparent limitless energy, but couldn't help but look a bit concerned as the halfling asked if they had any ghost stories to tell. The idea of ghost stories themselves weren't what made the girl seem uneasy, though she was not particularly well-versed in them. What was concerning was what it reminded the group still hadn't done, though, she figured she could ask in the morning, once everyone had rest.
However, she looked to the halfing and said, "I um, don't really know many stories to share like those." Generally when she had spent more than a day's time outside of city walls, it was not her that kept the spirits up with stories within her group. Though she could probably remember a story or two if given time, the Earth Chosen still didn't feel as though she'd do justice to them. However, the girl still asked, "what about you? What kind of stories do you know?"