The first night in the wild open starts peacefully enough. Gorefoot finds as good a spot as any. It pretty empty out here in the open so there is nothing for shelter in the tall grasses (well tall for him and Ridik anyways). Without even rolling hills to break the scenery and only the dark line of forest in the distance the best he can do is clear some of the grass away to make a clearing of sorts. With that done a small fire is built out of the grasses and what little wood the party may have been carrying. It is not a fire that will last into the night.
About half way through his watch, Gorefoot finds himself without fire. At least it won't attract attention... hopefully. The rest of his watch passes without incident. Waking Nars and then later Rodimus the time passes slowly for those on watch. A few night creatures can be heard off in the distance, owls, wolves, and the like but always quite far away. Sometime during Rodimus' watch a southerly wind picks up a bit and a few clouds begin to obscure the open sky above.
Nezrak is revived from his trance just as the moon begins its descent into the horizon. Things remain very dark through his watch with little star light and no fire. By the end of his watch the clouds have obscured even the stars blanketing the area in darkness akin to the tomb of Toth Nekamek. With his elven sight, Nezrak can see a little, but not much. He is able to avoid the slumbering bodies of his companions as he moves over to wake Percy.
As Percy wakes to a pitch black night the wind shifts, a gust blowing at them from the north all of a sudden. With the wind comes a strange scent, something a kin to bad breath (and it isn't Nezrak).
