Re: The Land of Song: Where the Fallen Jarls Sleep
Holy **** - you guys are impressive, a well-oiled machine. I've never been prouder of a group of players! Well done! Way to keep it together.
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Everyone goes about their business in calm and orderly fashion without much hullabaloo. That is, except Gregors, who's very quiet and a bit green around the gills. Still, he's taking care of the pack horses, keeping them calm and checking on everyone's needs. Things return to normal quickly.
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The next watch is Zan and Kullonar, that's the mid-watch which doesn't bother Zan much, but leaves the half-orc priest a bit out of sorts. Their three hours pass by slowly and coldly. Winter gear is sufficient to protect them, but it doesn't leave any of you comfortable. At last you turn it over to Myrrick and Gregors. At last, you see a hint of the false dawn that grows into the actual dawn, and the rest of the party begins to stir.