Sitting around the campfire, the companions discuss the information gleaned from the mayor.
"I just know this can't really be the work of faithful Erathians," Sena finally tells Hal and Lindus. "The Mother of Cities would never wish for such gruesome worship, and any true follower would know that."
"You know I often don't see eye to eye with you on your goddesses commandments, Sena," Lindus replies, "but I agree with you. I've meet many faithful Erathians since we joined company, and while they all care for city walls far too much, nothing like this would be requested by them.
"You two and your theology debates," Hal sighs, having heard the elf and dwarf spare many a time. "Yes, we know this is not like Erathis, and no, there's nothing wrong with sleeping under a roof now and again."
"Speaking of sleep," Hal continues, "you two get to it. Our standard rotation - I'll take first watch, Lindus second, and Sena third watch. Now go get some rest."