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"Okay, Joseph." Gamble warily eyes the entrance to the crypt where Snaggle stoops collecting his caltrops, before helping shift the horse as best he can and examining the bones that they spotted yesterday.

Normally, Gamble has wild, vivid dreams of a peculiar, fey-like nature. This morning, however, he awakens from dark dreams, marred by shadows and surrealness of a decidedly more spine-chilling nature. The bard does not volunteer this information as he makes his morning preparations, but you can...

"Sounds like a job for the morning." After finishing his horror story, Gamble retires for the night, making his habitual preparations.

Gamble acknowledges Joseph's concern with a grin, "True. Horses slaughtering themselves is a very rare occurrence." He plops down on the ground next to the fire. "So... is there anything you all would like to do for the next several hours. Unfortunately, I didn't bring my dice or cards. However...

Before returning with Joseph, Gamble turns to Snaggle, "If we are done here for the night, do you want to set traps just in front of the entrance to the Crypt? Of course... then we won't be able to get in tomorrow morning. Maybe we should see what Lissa thinks."

"Are you coming, Lissa? Or are you and Nyra going to stay and wait by our camp?" Gamble moves to follow the other two.

"After Snaggle recovers, it'll only be about 3 o' clock. Still plenty of time to explore the ravine at the very least." Gamble puts his buckler back on and readies his crossbow. Gamble Benguile (Male gnome bard 1) CG small humanoid (gnome) Str 8 Dex 14 Con 10 Int 14 Wis 12 Cha 18 Key...

Gamble stores his buckler and crossbow and makes his way down the rope with the rest. Once at the bottom, he makes sure to immediately treat the druid and her lion. "Please, let me help." Gamble Benguile (Male gnome bard 1) CG small humanoid (gnome) Str 8 Dex 14 Con 10 Int 14 Wis 12 Cha 18...

"So we want to go one at a time then? Looks like it may take a while to navigate."

"If I'm going to be wearing a blanket, someone else will need to take care of my dagger and buckler," says Gamble, slipping both items into Nyra's saddlebags. At half speed, we move at 1 mile per hour. So we'll cover 2 miles in the first 2 hours, and then the final 6 miles in 3 hours. By my...

"S-so much for a r-refreshing morning swim," grins the gnome as he shivers in his less-than-adequate entertainer's garb. "Y-your the wilderness expert, L-lissa. What should we do?" Gamble Benguile (Male gnome bard 1) CG small humanoid (gnome) Str 8 Dex 14 Con 10 Int 14 Wis 12 Cha 18 Key...

Gamble casts prestidigitation to see if he can improve the condition of the blanket he'll be using. While hes at it, he'll go ahead and clean and dry himself and his gear.

"That sword is too large for me to wield it properly." states Gamble, while preparing himself much like he did the night before. He keeps his spell component pouch and loaded light crossbow at hand. "So the watch is the same, and the campsite is starting to look good, but how are we handling...

"Be careful, my scaly friend," whispers Gamble, who is ready to provide aid immediately if necessary.

"Anyone want to throw a rock at it?" Jokes Gamble, before adding, "Snaggle can cast mage armor on Nyra, and Lissa can have her investigate, seeing as she's the fastest... Though I don't know how she would communicate what she's discovered, other than being attacked or not."

...whistles Gamble as the adventurers resume traveling.

Gamble is annoyed to no end that his entire watch takes place in the rain, but since he set the watch schedule, it is tough to complain. He finds that the winter blanket is of no help as a tarp (and he may in fact have ruined it), so he sits in the entrance of the tent to get as much shelter as...

"Well... I'm glad we have an expert in the group," says Gamble with a look of revulsion. "Anyways, I'll be in the tent. Please wake me when it's my turn at watch." Gamble retires with much the same preparations he made before, except this time he keeps his crossbow loaded and continues to wear...

"I should heal someone as well with my last spell. Since my scaly friend seems mostly recovered, I'll patch up my big friend here," says Gamble. Once the gnome touches the fighter, he feels a surge of warm and light magic as his wounds heal. Afterwards, Gamble takes a look at the wolves...

"Joseph!" shouts Gamble, who is starting to grow concerned. He finally stands up and does what he know how to do best in these situations: inspire. He begins to whistle, and despite the ridiculousness of it all, some of the most dramatic sound you've ever heard begins to echo throughout the...