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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Inez Hull" data-source="post: 1627332" data-attributes="member: 5114">Whilst Breor and Artos go about finding and setting up a campsite and fire, Antroine keeps a watch of questionable security and the two Dunedain stalk off towards the elk herd. Arathorn and Valandil creep cautiously southward until they have visual range on the herd and believe they are unnoticed. Arathorn draws back a shaft and releases as Valandil keeps a hawkish gaze on the herd. The arrow flies true, taking an elk through the neck and scattering its nearby brethren. The herd startles, but unaware of the rangers simply scatters and shifts further southward. Waiting for a few cautious minutes the rangers then move in to safely collect their kill and in a few minutes more return to their companions and the beginnings of a fire. The company takes rest, enjoying the tranquility of the glade and savouring the smell of roast meat, with the exception of Artos who dissapears for a while to forage and then claims a small portion of as yet uncooked meat. The peaceful setting beguiles the party for a while and it is not until the lengthening shadows cast by the Pen-Dredi to the west darken the forest that thoughts turn once more to the phantom. There are still a couple of hours of sunlight left, but whilst the sky remains light, the shadow cast by the peak is already darkening the woods around you, lending them a foreboding eerieness that belies their daylight serenity. [OODM: Any plans before I move time onwards?]</blockquote>

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