Thurgan - Init: +2; AC: 19; HP: 28/36; Atk: W-axe +8 (1d10+5), X-bow +5 (1d8+1)
Thurgan was on watch as the sun rose, quietly polishing his axe and watching the sun rise. On occasion, he scanned the surrounding area for trouble.
When Dorothea became ill, Thurgan looked and at first smiled, thinking that she must have had too much to drink last night. Then, he remembered that no one was drinking last night.
Looking at Dorothea, the grin long gone, Thurgan asked, "Ever'thin' okay?"