Hawthorne looks around at the carnage surrounding them, the bloodied bodies of the gnolls and hyenas strewn about the camp.
"This is no place to spend an evening... bedding down amongst the carcasses. The stench is enough to be a clarion call to every corpse predator in the wood. I would much rather hike back to the road and set up camp by the wagon for the eve. At least next to the road there is the chance of other peoples or guardsman moving by to keep things clear."
He glances at the others in the group with a questioning eye, trying his best to ignore the blood and pus pooling around the bodies at their feet. "Any disagreement on that? I'm willing to discuss it if anyone really prefer to remain here. Not that sleeping in these tents would be any better than out under the stars."
"This is no place to spend an evening... bedding down amongst the carcasses. The stench is enough to be a clarion call to every corpse predator in the wood. I would much rather hike back to the road and set up camp by the wagon for the eve. At least next to the road there is the chance of other peoples or guardsman moving by to keep things clear."
He glances at the others in the group with a questioning eye, trying his best to ignore the blood and pus pooling around the bodies at their feet. "Any disagreement on that? I'm willing to discuss it if anyone really prefer to remain here. Not that sleeping in these tents would be any better than out under the stars."