Brunhilda's hurried and resolute pace has no sign of wanting to slow down, it's been several hours since you left Oleg's fort, the Forest has little trails and it all just seems like a mess of trees in every direction. Some of you ride on foot while others ride on horse... or mule. The captured bandit has so far kept quiet unless spoken to, which might be better considering what happened to the others.
Somewhat reluctant you stop a few minutes to rest and catch your bearings, it might seem too late now, but you search your packs hoping to have brought food and water for the quick trip.
Oct 3 '11 8:23pm
Mallory was miserable. The terrain was rough, her horse didn't seem to like her, the Dwarf kept up a pace that was absolutely brutal to her soft, pampered bottom and the bandit's aroma was worse than a Stinking Cloud. The further they went, the more she regretted coming with this group, or adventuring in the first place.
Nobody told her claiming the Stolen Lands was going to require work.
"I'm hungry. I'm thirsty. Let's stop here; I'm worthless if not at 100%. As your leader and general superior, it is in your best interests for this not to be the case."
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"Byron Travis' my name sir, don't really know the name of the horse though, sir" The man responds "We will probably need to camp somewhere since our camp is maybe a day's ride away still" Travis feels somewhat more secure here now that the virtuous giant paladin, the crazy halfling barbarian and the all powerful wizard are not around, though Daneyth makes him feel uneasy.
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The sun would soon set over the forest, which made you finding a secure camping spot a good decision, the lack of a fire meant you would be inconspicuous in the night, but the forest was cold and unforgiving to those that didn't travel with enough protection.
Byron looked at Denayth with little love but plenty fear, when asked what to do he didn't find any appropriate response simply stating "Well, I'll have to see what comes up my way, things aren't easy 'round these parts Maybe I'll hunt some deer or something." he didn't like the idea of catering to Mallory by the look on his face though he did glance at her from time to time a bit more than appropriate grinning at some obscure thought when no one was looking.