The man waves off Girble, saying, "Thanks, but I just need a rest is all." He shakes Ery's hand. "My name's Boren. I'm forever indebted to you all," he says evenly and heads off down the trail.
Girble examines Lucas' wound and sees that while it looks nasty it's not all that deep. He places his hand on the wound and tapping the power granted him by Yondalla, he closes the punctures with a word.
[sblock]Cure light wounds. Your class bonus alone will take care of it, no need to roll.[/sblock]
Meanwhile, Donnybrook leaves the trail and takes a few strides in the direction Boren indicated. It takes the him only a few moments to discern the signs of passage. A few wisps of webbing scraped off on a tree, a muddy smear on a rock. It is apparent that the creatures tried to cover their tracks, but to Donnybrook's practiced eye, the way is as clear as if marked with red flags. They are heading straight for the cliffs looming a mile or so to the East.
[sblock]Track DC 18, Track Roll 10 + 14 = 24, easily succeeding.[/sblock]