The Four Lands - The Great North Part 2

[Rhun]

Vadric agrees with Anniston about safety in numbers, and thus also beds down in the barracks.

 

[Scotley]

Bertrand

Knowing his men have suffered while he has enjoyed the hospitality of the tent, Bertrand decides to sleep close to his people. Wearing his cold weather gear and wrapped up with a bedroll and winter blanket and cozy with a large dog, Bertrand braves the chill.

 

[J. Alexander]

Journey

The night passes uneventful excpet for dark distrubing dreams that are hard to place in context. A growing feeling of blackness and wearniess seems to be just close enough to you that you can reach out and touch it but when you focus it is gone.

The morning breaks cold but sunny and the plainsmen seem in no hurry to get the day started as has been their custom for the last week or so.

 

[Scotley]

Bertrand

No stranger to bleakness and depression, Bertrand moves slowly this morning. Sensing his mood, his men prepare coffee and talk of light matters. What sort of game might be about, the weather, anything to distract him.

 

[Dracomeander]

Finnian gets a few hours sleep in the tent then spends the rest of the night walking the perimeter spelling the sentries at each location long enough for them to get something hot in them. In the morning, Finnian will help see that everyone gets a good breakfast before checking with the tribesmen for the day's schedule.

 

[Rhun]

Vadric wakes with the dawn to offer his prayers to the Light. It had been sometime since the cleric had been able to hold proper morning prayers, and he took this opportunity to do so.

 

[Rath Lorien]

Anniston emerges from the barracks late, having slept fitfully at best. Despite the restless night he still was thankful for the uninturrupted length of time spent horizontal. After finishing breakfast and prayers he spends some time maintaining his gear, which has been neglected on the hard journey.

 

[Canaan]

Jaroth

Jaroth wakes in the morning, refreshed. He communes with nature, having experienced those dark dreams, then washes himself with fresh water from a nearby stream if there is one. He sticks to himself mostly.

 

[Neurotic]

Vorian Tolgar

After some exercises he neglected too long, Vorian walks around studying their surroundings.

He then approaches tribesmen who seem to be heading out (scouts or messengers). If no one goes out he simply walks among people offering support and encouragement.

After about an hour or so he approaches Anniston and Vadric, being careful not to interrupt clerical rituals or to barge in suddenly on a conversation.

"We have some time. I can answer your questions about my motives and knowledge. You expressed some doubts about my loyalties so we can put them to rest now in relative peace and quiet if you are willing to talk. We can summon others if you will, but I think it would be better to left them to their tasks. As men of Light and fellow priests, your oppinion matters most to me and others can judge as they will."

 

[Rhun]

Vadric nods at Vorian, running a hand through his curly brown hair. "I see that you wear the symbol of those that follow The Light," he says, gesturing toward the Tolgarien's neck. "And I sense in you a certain honor and nobility. Still, it is easy to wear a symbol and act a certain way while in the presence of others. I have questioned your loyalties because I do not know you. The rest of us have, damn near literally, been through hell together. And while you are a knight, you are obviously not of an official order sanctioned by the Church. So I am forced to ask: Who are you, and what are your motives?"