| As the lightning flashes across the sky, a small smile creeps across Donner's face. It has been the first thing that has given him some joy in the past couple of days since the only liquid he's been drinking out of his waterskin is actually water. He takes a look at the clouds and tries to get an idea about how bad the storm will be and how long it might last. Pending that information Donner will try to figure out how long this will set the party back upon arriving to Dunfield (I love it, early skill use, +11 to Survival)
While I appricate the gentle caress of Bahari's touch, its typically best while drinking fresh mead in front of a fire. If we don't find a tavern soon, I might just drink that brew you keep boiling up in the pot, Izzy.
After the next lightning bolt flashes across the sky, Donner hold a small pendent in his hand and whispers a prayer.
Donner | 
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