In her sleep, Ioleta rolls onto her back, eyelids jumping with some dreaming vision. It seems an unpleasant one and she occasionally utters a muffled cry or whimper. She starts awake with a low cry, hand groping for the dagger concealed in her waistband before she realizes just where she is and who she's with. She quietly unsheathes the dagger in any case, sitting very still and silent, listening with all her might to the sounds of the forest. She makes out a shape moving a short way away and she rolls quietly, crouching low, onto the balls of her feet, tense, taut, heart beating in her throat. Velbrik? She peers at the shape and firelight limns the features of the watching bard. She swallows and sighs, collapsing sorely onto her blankets and flipping the dagger back into its hidden sheath. She lays on her side staring off into the darkness. Exhausted though she is, sleep is not quick to come.
OOC: Lots of travel happening. Italy... nice. Starting late next week I'm going to be out of pocket until the third week of July - getting married and honeymooning! I had an idea that if enough folks are out when TH gets back, he might could DM some interactive dreams or something, just to keep the thread moving and interaction happening. Certainly anyone who's interested could ghost Ioleta, though I understand any reluctance. If folks don't feel comfortable ghosting we might just agree to take a scheduled break and come back to 'Castaway towards the end of July... Just a thought.