The Edge of the Wild

Finishing his ale and looking around at the eclectic group Durgen smiles, “If only me clan could see me know!” Bursting into pained laughter Durgen walks a little away from the group to collect himself. He slumps to the ground a few yards away and mumbles to himself in Galvic for a while as the group gets ready to leave. When the group moves on Durgen floats to the back of the group and keeps away from everyone and continues to mumble to himself seemingly lost in his own thoughts.
 

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Zerash takes a large swig of the ale, closing his eyes and looking almost blissful for a moment. He finishes to the drink and lets out a long, pleased sigh, and then opens his eyes and continues along.

"I am sure we shall all get a chance to...smash somthing, Durgen." He says with a slight smile. "It is only a matter of time."

He gives a quick glance upward, scanning the trees for any more webs as he walks, pondering possibilities for what they may encounter.
 

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