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Storms of Change, Part 2

"If our employer has a problem with us preparing ourselves as best we can, then I'm not so sure I want to be employed." Rowyn smiles faintly, but her tone is as harsh as her words.
 

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Adromon human psywarrior1

"Feh," Adromon utters in disgust at Manzanita's idea of returning to Carodan. If we return to town after every battle, we'll never reach our destination.
"There will be places to rest on the road ahead. I will not deny the will of the party, but we have a duty to fulfill."
 

Rowyn looks at Adromon. "What do you suggest we do with all of these extra things? Leave them here for someone else to find, or take them along with us and have them slow us down?" she asks with no hostility.
 

Mirena pipes in. "Well, umm, I'm not sure, but, uh, I think the horses won't really slow us down. They're faster then us, since they're not carrying so much stuff. And if we stay in the valleys like these horsemen did, we won't be so visible. And, umm, once we get to the woods we'll probably be pretty well hidden..."

She looks around at the others, and seems uncomfortable in voicing her thoughts.

"But rest is always good too," she adds, looking almost apologetically at Rowyn. She moves gingerly, wincing slightly from her wounds, as she finishes packing the horses.
 

OOC: I'm going to implement something from another PBP game... Basically, the first three people to post on a certain course of action decides for the party. I'm going to make this policy effective retroactively. So looking back on the thread, Manzanita and Rowyn wanted first to track the riders, Filbert and Adromon wanted to continue on. Then Filbert changed sides and wanted to track the riders. At that point I'm going to say that the decision was made and the party moved on. Of course, you can change the direction of the party at any time, as soon as you get three people to state a certain intention...
 

As Mirena finishes packing the horses, the group sets off, tracking the horsemen, following their winding trail through the hills. After about an hour the tracks veer off to the northwest, entering the forest. The forest is an old one. Large trees tower high overhead, and the undergrowth is thick and heavy. The tracks enter the forest along a deer trail. Travel along the trail is fairly easy, but the party needs to travel single file, with Dunathar leading. Filbert and Alyssa follow close behind, occasionally moving forward to check the trail.

The tracks continue west in the forest, following the animal trail. Four hours later the party exits the forest, continuing to follow the tracks westward, heading toward the small mountain range that marks the edges of the Prin River valley. Traversing the range is easy, as the tracks stay in the low foothills between the peaks. As the end of the day nears, Dunathar finds a secluded spot off to the side of the tracks, surrounded by low hills, with trees for cover and plenty of grass for the horses to graze.
 

Shortly after the party starts moving, Rowyn maneuvers Sabala over to Mirena. "I'm glad you came with us," she says to the girl. "You probably know a lot more about this area than any of us, and you've been quite helpful so far." She smiles. "Plus, you're good company."

As the day and their journey progress, Rowyn tries to simply enjoy herself. The easy motion of Sabala and the constant pace help to relax her after the harrowing battle. Eventually, she finds herself humming snatches of tunes or mumbling a bit of poetry, working on her next composition. Fharlanghn smiles upon us, she thinks as they continue unmolested, and again when they arrive at the campsite Dunathar found.
 

Manzanita

OOC: THank you SIlentspace. Group decision making can be really painful in PbP.

IC: Manzanita will offer to take the first watch as it gets dark, when her low light vision will be useful, and she will have the rest of the night to rest & regain her spells.
 

At the mention of watches, Rowyn offers to take whatever watch no one wants. She lays her things out carefully to make a nice bed for herself and Sabala and hopes that someone has something tasty for dinner.
 

As the others begin to break camp for the evening, Dunathar walks the edges of the campsite thinking of how the best defense for them all could be handled. In the middle of his search, he paused as he realized that he was not looking after the others for the coins he would recieve, but for the simple fact that they were his companions who had fought beside him.

~The road must be making me soft...~

Finishing the task, he approached the wizardess and pointed out to her where he believed the most likely approach from someone would come from and began passing out the provisions from the fallen Hextor soldiers.

"No need in wasting our food when we have theirs."
 

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