I can take a watch with someone who needs a partner.  First or second it matters little to me.  Lafisual waits to see how the various watches fall out.

Brie nods as Riku heads to the chests in their original location.  She looks between Laf and Diane.  You guys take the 2nd, morning shift in place of myself and Riku, she said. Rolf and Lucy can take the watch after Orlin and whomever he's in that room with.

Once everyone had a chance to get comfortable, Brie headed to the chest where Riku was waiting.

If you need to rest or meditate any feel free, I'll wake you if anything feels out of the ordinary.

Riku shook her head and sat above her watching from that angle.  If she could see any thing outside of this room, she'd watch from there and the door way.

Orlin nods Good with me

Makes sense to me.  With that, Lafisual heads up to meditate before it's time for his watch.

Orlin takes a chest up to a room, doesn't matter which one.  As his partner settles in for the night, he pulls out his leather breaches that had been drying by the fire and uses his brush to start reconditioning it and removing what dry mud remained.  He keeps a small candle burning to see yet not keep his bunk mate awake but sits with his back to the door in the strongest human sized chair he could find.  He'd have to look into the shirt latter.

  Kree  moved slowly  through the Uppper  floor, he   checked to see if  the 'back door' that lead to the  small  elevated porch, and down to the back of the  Inn was   unlocked. Then   slipped into   his  room.

  The Clock down in the Common  room could be  ...just barely..heard  as  the little  ship on its 'route' , would  swing past the hour  mark.

 One would think, when there are people downstairs, you could not hear it  at all... The rain had  lessened as it  the time passed, mid of night...there  seemed to be  an overly quiet , settle   around the upper  floor...

   Garrat worked on brushing the dried mud off his bracers, thank goodness he hadn't been wearing his mittens when he had gotten into that bog or he would have never gotten them clean, not that he'd have use for them down here.  Perhaps he could sell them though these lowlanders were so small he had no idea what they could be used for...he suppresses a snicker, perhaps even swaddling cloths for a newborn.

   All firbolgs were half woodsmen and had an ear for outside sounds, but this creaky old Inn settled so much couldn't seperate the sounds he needed to be hearing from the ones he didn't.  Garrat pulled his heavy cloak around him.  It was like wearing a sleeping roll down here, and if someone tried to punch a bolt through the door he was leaning on it should be thick enough to keep him alive.

   The Lamasa whispers.  "This really is better, why don't your people come down here more often?"

   Garrat speaks quietly, almost like a mumbled lullaby under his breath.  "This is a place of greed Lamar. I know your kitty like thoughts have trouble understanding humanoids as more than ants to play with, but people down here are greedy for power over their lives. Whether that is money or control of other people, it all comes down to effecting the world around them, and when they bite off more than the can chew, it becomes evil in their mouths.  The Firbolg love, live and stay one with nature.  We embody what few good traits our giant ancestors have, a harmony with the non living world born of our power to shape it just enough to be comfortable.  We may not be the mor social people but the highlands are at peace because welove our world.  You would have been destroyed if we didn't recognize you as part of it."

    The   night was  quiet.  There  were some murmurs coming from  rooms below them, as those who stayed in those  rooms  talked   and...otherwise...entertained themselves.

  On the Top  Floor  ,  The Arrows  waited...resting..or watching.. it was closing in on 3:00 in the morning...when the  first footfall was heard.

  it had  come through the  back  entrance..the brief gust of fresh air , heralding the opening, and closing of the Door.

As the team had gone to the rooms around midnight, Orlin was still calming his nerves.  It had been a long day.  He had been slipped some alcohol at a village celebration and the beast had taken control.  How long ago had that been?  He didn't know, all he knew was that he woke up here in this area who knows how far from home.  His charge had set a fire, hunted some game  and laid him down in a cave, an unusually sentimental action for the creature.  There was much to learn and do and he wasn't sleeping anytime soon.

  The sound of the footfalls reached his ears, and he paused in his brushing to draw his sax and his digging knife, then waited.

  The night creeps  along slowly...

   peopel hear sounds. But  see no  people. when the  3rd watch starts... the back door flies open, and the  wet  wind  blows into the  upper floor....

Well Diana, this might be what we are waiting for. Lafisual speaks quietly.  But lets not look outside.  I imagine that should have awoken some folks so lets hope they don't know where this is exactly. Lafisual nods to the chest and readies his bow.

Orlin keeps his chair to the door and waits quietly.

In reply to Lafisual (msg # 21):

"Aye." Diana said.

She readied her blade.

She snuffed out any candles that might have been going.  Giving the idea that someone was going to bed.

She listened intently for any footballs in the hallway.  She signaled Laf to check the window, and see what he could see.  In the darkness, it would be easier to see outside, and not be seen at the window.

  the   door  was moving as the  wind  and  rain blew in... between those sounds.. a footfall or two  could be heard...or was that the wind  creaking  the timbers of the Inn...

  There was  some soft murmurs coming  from Ivy's room.. other then that..the only sounds where those of the door, wind   and rain..and..creaking.

Lafisual glances out the window to see if he can see anything per Diana's suggestion.  Not sure what those sounds from Ivy mean.  It doesn't sound ominous.  It would seem others must have been stirred by the noise so I imagine most folks are waiting like we are, Lafisual whispers.

In reply to Lafisual (msg # 25):

Diana slip the door open, just a crack, so she can seen down the hall, and if anyone is coming.

 Diana ( and  anyone  else who might be taking a peek)..

  Doesn't   see too much... the  'wagon wheel'  Lanterns   have only 2 lights on the first wheel, and one on the second ( closest to the  door )

 they swing a bit  in the wind...there  seems to be  wet  spots,  every som often, and they appear to  spread out  from the open door.

 elsewise..there is not much else  you can see, looking out through a sliver

Brie closed her eyes and tried to see if she could feel any one around, other than their own group.  If she didn't feel anything, she went to find Riku to nudge her awake.

The small female shook startled at being awoken and without daylight.

Brie motioned for her to sneak out the window and go around another entrance to see who else might be here that look ominous or suspicious.  She quietly stepped to the window and opened it, just as quietly to let the other female out.

Riku fluttered out, still trying to wake up and maneuvered her way around to see if she could see who was first on the first level, where breakfast should be started.  Then would work her way around.

Brie grabbed one of her swords and readied herself with her back to the back of the door.

Orlin still sits quietly, listening, waiting.

He quietly wedges the thick digging knife under his door to keep it from opening.

  the creaking of the  wagon wheel lights was becoming   rhythmic , the   wind was showing   a ebb and  flow as gusts of  wind, and  splatters of rain  would push its  way through the door.

  there is  a slow  truning of Rolf's  door handle...

  At the same time..Brie's door is  pushed  slowly in, as it was not closed.....

Brie holds her breathe as her door was slowly opened.  She closed her eyes for a brief moment to focus.  She used the shadow of the person coming in that landed on the floor as a gauge to how tall and burly they are.

If they don't speak, she's going to crouch down and give them an upper cut with a sword that they've never seen.  If they do, she'll give them a moment to see if the voice is recognizable.  She'll also take the moment that she closes her eyes to focus on sensing if the smell is one of her own group or not.

  t the door does not open too wide..maybe  10 inches?... there are shadows  moving about , as the    wagon wheels with their   ...limited...lights cast as they swing.

   It does not look, like anyone  is  there... but the door is Open..and stops...odd...considering the    breeze...

Brie didnt see a shadow and that definitely was not a good sign.  She looked thru the small strip of the doorway to look and if she could see anything.

If she does she's going to visually watch who or what is in the hallway being elusive.

If not she's going to duck and roll into the door until she slams it shut hopefully alerting the others in their rooms when a loud thud is heard.
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Diana was confused at first.  What she was seeing made no sense.  There were "wet spots" and yet no shadow nothing moving.  Slowly it dawned on her that whoever was out there was invisible.

She took a dagger and wedged it under the door, jamming it shut.  Or, so she hoped.

She quietly close the door, so as not to alert anyone.  She moved quickly and quietly to where Laf was.

"Laf, wake up." She whispered.

"We have intruders.  I don't know how many, but they are invisible." she whispered.