Rorik woke early to find Warain had prepared his breakfast. The youth was buzzing with excitement and Rorik did not relish having to tell him he wasn't coming with on this trip. Edgar had cleaned Rorik's armour as best he could and helped the knight into don it ready for their morning training with Warain. Warain proved full of aggression, that Rorik could turn against him, but when fighting Edgar the extra ferocity from the boy nearly broke through Edgar's defenses.
Edgar watched as the other assigned to the hunting expedition started to gather. He contemplated taking his horse with, but decided against it, no one else was mounted, and the beast would require quality food to be carried.
"Help Galan with the horse and try and find some quality river sand for our armour." Rorik told Warain, trying to lift the boy's spirits at being left behind. It didn't seem to help much though.
I agree that the farm should be our first stop." Rorik voiced as the party set off, Rorik watched as some of them jockeyed for position, he smiled to himself and settled in the middle with Edgar, quizzing the youth on his history and trying to get him to conjure a spark with the arcane language of magic.
HP: 40/40 HD: 5/5d10
Greatsword: +7 5ft 2d6S (Heavy, 2 handed)
Shortsword: +7 5ft 1d6P (Finesse, Light)
Handaxe: +7 5ft 1d6S (Light, Thrown)
Handaxe: +7 20/60 1d6S (Light, Thrown)
Spell Save DC: 12
Second Wind (S): 1/1
Action Surge (S): 1/1
0th: Frostbite, Greenflame Blade
1st: Absorb Elements, Shield, Expeditious Retreat, Protection From Good and Evil[/SBLOCK]