"Travel light."
"But take everything with you."
A murmur of confusion ran across the gathered crowd.
"That will only slow us down!" The young man who had been such a cool head through all of their troubles spoke firmly, with an authority far greater than his age would normally have allowed.
"We can't allow them to find anything which they could use against us." The town drunk retaliated. Or at least, that was all he had been, until the shadow began to cross the land and the war drums had begun to beat once more, since then, he had been shaken out of his despair - no longer mourning dead comrades and wishing he had long since joined them in paradise.
"Bring only what you can carry! Food and weapons!" The young mistress of the castle, now the Lady of their lands since her parents had been captured and, in all liklihood, killed for treason, called out the compromise to stop them from drawing their blades on one another. "Burn everything you must leave. Especially that of emotional value, do not give them the power to hex you. GO!" She commanded the crowd.
"Not you two." She turned on her heel to face the men who had been squabbling so recently. "We can not afford to turn on each other."