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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Artur Hawkwing" data-source="post: 5629955" data-attributes="member: 50177">Kip sits quietly at the fire, trying to wind down his mind from the second day. Sure he had expected things to start slowly, but traveling with this group had already proven to be almost enough to numb his mind. Sure, it was good to not be alone, but at the same time, if he were forced to ram his pillow into his ear one more time in an attempt to drown out the insane snoring of the Baker's child and the Sorceress, he might be tempted to use one of his daggers to hack off his own ears. With a sigh he stretches and regathers himself, eyes toward the flame. His quiet internal reflection is interrupted by the arrival of the dying Dwarf. His eyebrow quirks a the mention, and presence, of the money. He extends a hand toward Lirael.Here, let me have a look. Maybe I can figure it out.Kip takes the map, not one to over look a mystery before at least giving it a cursory glance, and gives it a good look over, though he listens to see if the others will split the Gold. He smiles slightly at the discussion of watches. The first watch the last night had been down right boring.I'll take third, or sit up with second, whichever.</blockquote>