The Four Lands - The Great North

Bertrand

Assuming the group agrees with his plan, Bertrand gathers his men and gives them instructions. He will select the mounts from their stock, grab a quick bite to eat, ask his men to pack for him and make enough strong coffee to fill a waterskin and a cup as well for two hours hence. He asks the men to clean, mend, sharpen and check all the his gear and the saddles, feed and water the horses then wake him in two hours with everything packed and ready to ride out. If Anniston agrees to join him he'll ask that they help with his preparations as well.
 

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Finnian approaches the group as Bertrand is laying out his plan.

"No need to disturb Anniston's rest. I only require the same couple of hours you do to refresh myself. I think I've done as much as I can here. If I try to cheer the other survivors much more, they're liable to wonder why I'm trying so hard.
"Someone needs to go with you, so I might as well volunteer. This way you'll at least have a small bit of mystical support if you encounter anything along the way."
 

Bertand

"Excellent. I'd be honored to ride with you Finnian. Get what rest you can. I plan to win that gold piece from Vardic. Are you a coffee drinker? I find it helps me keep going."
 

"Very well. And the honor is mine as well. I'll be ready to go when you are.

"As for the coffee, I have been know to drink it in my travels. But I will leave it to you. You seem to take an especial pleasure from it. As our chances of gaining resupply are rather limited right now, I will be perfectly fine leaving all provisions to others. I will eat and drink when we reach civilization again."
 

Vadric smiles and grasps each of the men by the shoulders. "Ride swift and safely, my friends. May the Light guide and protect you in the dark places you shall travel." The knight-priest nods his farewell, and then moves away to his bedroll, eager to get some sleep so that he can rejoin Bertrand and Finnian in the morning.
 

The Shore

Preparations haveing been made. Bertrand and Finnian set out with the mounts to the northeast. Jaroth, Vadric and Anniston remain guarding the camp and recovering their strenght. Soon the sky turns black and night has set in. The riders find themself slightly uncomfortable with the decreasing tempature, while the party back at camp is warm and toasty.
 

Vadric sleeps comfortably, obviously far more used to sleeping in the wilderness than most priests would be. Although his armor has been removed, cleaned, and neatly stacked nearby, Warsong lays near at hand, ready for use should the need arise.
 

Bertrand

Calling a brief halt, Bertrand dons the wool stockings, fur-lined riding coat, woolen cap, scarf and heavy gloves from his cold weather gear after taking a pull of warm coffee. Stapping his weapons over his coat he comments, "As long as we keep moving the horses should be warm enough. I've an extra winter blanket if you don't have some winter gear Finnian."
 

"I thank you for the offer, but I am fine. I gave my winter gear to the other survivors as they had more need of it than I.

"Knowing I was going to be going on the road a lot in my country's service, my parents made sure I would have what was needed to survive the rigors of the road. I am well protected from the extremes of the climate, and I can handle the occasional bout of wetness from rain or snow.

"Combined with the ring I picked up at school, my needs are met while on the road which is good since my hunting skills are rather lacking. I can find where I need to go. But if I had to rely on my ability to garner provisions or shelter in the wilder regions of the realms, it would be a rather sadly bedraggled being who made it back to civilization if I made it back at all.

"I believe you are from these northern regions. What might trouble us out here before we reach our destination?"
 
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