Can't really complain, I've been busy with my own studies too (and with my rpg group). The rest of the time I've been so brain dead that I really haven't been reading the boards for a while.
The morning comes without interruption. Everyone feels rested and refreshed after a good night's sleep.
The last traces of the caravan they met yesterday can be seen fading to the horizon and the wind causes rattling sounds in the trees surrounding the party.
Don't worry if I don't post for a while, I'll get back to it (as witnessed by my other game that is starting to kick back after a couple of months).
After waiting for a response, Durban will talk about his own dream: "Xan Yae appeared to me, offering a gift, but offering no clues as to my quest. Her gift is a sacred one and I can't speak of it, but perhaps everyone had a similar experience?"
"I dreamt that I was being pursued by the undead, through a dead forest. Then I ran into a clearing where a woman in armor stood. I think she may have been Ehlonna." Lorcan touches the unicorn clasp that holds his cloak. "She taught me much about the dead, and their weaknesses."
He starts to light a fire while he listens to his companions discuss the night's events.