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Academy of Drell, Part 6


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Mortimer will take first watch with Keith, then sleep. Unlike the elves, he needs a solid eight hours to not be grumpy the following morning :)
 

The night is bitter cold, enough so only everyone huddled together near the sea-shore makes it survivable. Without a fire, there's little chance the group can live for more than a few days in this bitter climate.

During the first watch, the sounds of a large woodland creature can be heard somewhat to the north. Whatever it is snuffles around, makes some grunting noises, then wanders off.

The rest of the night passes uneventfully.
 

"Gods, but I'll be glad to get out of here!" Mortimer stretches his stiff muscles from a cold night's sleep. "So, what's the plan for today? We can't sleep outdoors like that again."
 

Keith stands, "We scout again, we know where the giants are, now we have to find the orcs, I wonder where we are on that map, that may help us get to where we need to go."
 

"I say, the way you spoke of the giant and his bear was curious. I know that giants are not typically prone to fondness or affection, being more brutish than loving. They are also rarely of the inclination and ability to tame a wild beast. Perhaps the orcs delienated the map as warning. Perhaps this giant may be an ally. The enemy of our enemy as it were. We might pursue some sort of communication -mental or written as resources dictate of course. What do you all think of that?"
 

"If you speak Giant, then we can work that, but if he tries to turn us to paste... then we may be in a word, screwed. I think that sounds like a good idea, we should split up, some go scout out the orcs, while the rest of us try to plan a meeting with these giants, only if they seem tolerable... any of you decent at diplomacy, I would rather we try to be up front but at the same time mask what numbers and capabilities we have."
 

"I have no love for Giants, so if you would not mind putting me on the team to scout for the orcs."

Yes lets go talk to the nice giant who has a pet bear that I would be an after dinner mint for.
 

"Sildarin a word with you please?"

Paendaerig will motion him to come over or if he still looks like he is hurt badly he will go to him.

"I have something a little bit weird I guess I would say in my pack that may make you feel better. It is a specially charmed arrow that heals instead of hurts but it must strike to work."

Paendaerig will reach into his backpack and pull out a funny looking arrow and hand it to Sildarin.

"I have but five of these and one who will take the injury of another as his own is an honorable man. I would like you to have this one."

Paendaerig hands Sildarin the arrow of Cure light wounds and walks off back to where he was sitting.
 

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