[D&D 4e] IG's "Those Left Behind, Chapter 4(e)"

[Shayuri]

As twilight deepens, Talashia yawns and stretches from where she's been drowsing, not quite asleep, leaning against an old tree. Shazi was quiet from up above in the trees, where he was keeping watch.

"Are we ready?" she inquires, "Or do you actually want to camp here overnight?"

 

[jkason]

Shaimon Hu'u, druidic human ranger

Shai stands, Dyspeer at his side, and shrugs.

"I'd like to get back to town soon's we can," he says. "But if everyone wants to wait for light, I'll hold off, too."

 

[Leif]

Uulark Simental, Longtooth Shifter Cleric of Sehanine L11

"I think we should wait until morning."

 

[Scotley]

Rogash

"If we wait until morning I say we set off early. I'd hate to miss breakfast..." *yawn* announces the dwarf drowsily. "Should take turns watching though."

 

[jkason]

Shaimon Hu'u, druidic human ranger

"If we wait until morning I say we set off early. I'd hate to miss breakfast..." *yawn* announces the dwarf drowsily. "Should take turns watching though."

"Absolutely," he says. "This whole area seems like it's nothin' but nasty critters. I love sleeping under the stars and all, but I think we're asking to be eaten up if we sleep without a watch."

 

[Leif]

Uulark Simental, Longtooth Shifter Cleric of Sehanine L11

"I agree, Rogash. I nominate you for the last watch so you can cook breakfast for us!"

 

[Shayuri]

Talashia sighs and sits back down.

"Shazi and I will keep the first watch then, I suppose," she says resignedly. "If we're going to spend more nights out of an inn, I'll need to invest in some decent things though. A bedroll...perhaps a tent. Shazi, can you carry a tent?"

"I'm made of wind, mistress. Figure it out. Oh wait, you're a sorceress. No, I can't."

 

[Scotley]

"Well, I have plenty of journey bread and iron rations, so we'll have something to eat, but I've nothing to cook. I don't think we should bring the ire of the local cowherds down on us by having steak." He glances at Talashia, "Lady, I have a bedroll I'd be happy to share." He reddens, "I mean when I'm on watch of course..."

 

[industrygothica]

The night passes, strangely enough, without incident. As the sun peeks over the horizon, the sharp sound of a twig snapping breaks the early morning silence. An old man, pitchfork at the ready, creeps from behind a tree as his shaky breath clouds in front of him in the crisp morning air.

"What're you doin' here," he asks.

 

[Leif]

Uulark Simental, Longtooth Shifter Cleric of Sehanine L11

Uulark speaks for the group, "We are merely travelers who are passing through, grandfather. We meant no offense if we have trespassed, and we will set that right straightaway, if you'll permit us."