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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Nzld" data-source="post: 2648986" data-attributes="member: 37407">Making CampOld Magd slowly trails behind the young men as they assist the redcap to the shack deemed most suitable to shelter her. Other servants assemble wood for a fire and a comfortable flame is soon buning, keeping the chilling air at bay. As instructed by the wise woman, small twigs of hawthorne and alder are obtained from her personal baggage. These are placed in a small pot of water which is brought to a boil. Over the next few hours, Old Magd compassionately tends the wounded woman, first cleaning the blood and dirt from the gashes that mar her body, then wrapping them in strips of linen cloth which were first boiled in water.Meanwhile, the rest of the camp is a flurry of activity, as grog and servant alike make haste to obey the commands of the magi and and tend to the comfort of their masters. The young warrior Heinrich scouts the area immediately surrounding the party, praying their will be no more surprises like that devil deer. Satisfied that nothing lurks in the thickening darkness, and having won first watch with a quick throw of the dice, Heinrich finds a comfortable spot some distance from the rest, in the direction from which the covenant site would most likely be approached, and settles in for the long hours of watch ahead.</blockquote>