You gather at the entrance to town, ready to set out for the first watchtower. What adventures await you this day?

Carmen had been quite excited all day. The prospect of taking a trip around the perimeter was exhilerating, and her newfound companions seemed quite eager to get moving too. She found herself squeezing the hand of Helga enthusiastically. "Can you believe how wonderfully fresh it is at this time at night?" she asks. "The thrushes are heading home to roost, the wolves will be out hunting soon....and we will be patrolling!"

Her spear tip was sharpened, but the end was corked for transport. Shield strapped in ready for action, slightly heavier feeling due to the warmer clothing she was now wearing.

"My specialities are getting in the thick of things, but with skill at range also." she offers, giving the others some information that might help.

"Of course, I love to talk over an ale just as much as anyone, so if you need some gossiping doing I'll be quite content to share my fill at the inn!"

Helga hesitated slightly as the other held her hand. The half orc clearly wasn't used to others doing such things. But she pushed it aside in favor of turning her eyes to the stary sky above them. "Is beautiful." She agreed. Her heavy greataxe was strapped to her back where she could easily retrieve it. The half orc didn't offer comments to her own strategy. Anyone with working eyes knew she was little more than a big dumb barbarian.

Wendel, wrapped up in the slightly oversized heavy clothes he'd bought, looked like he was feeling a little better than when he was without. He too looked at the night sky and smiled while shuffling his feet and rubbing his hands for warmth. He didn't carry much, the supplies he bought at Jessop's were either in his backpack or hanging from it. His leather armor that fit snuggly over his new clothes looked like it had never seen use but the dagger at his hip seemed like something he wore comfortably. It was the only weapon he wore.

He waited for the shiver of cold he felt to dissipate before speaking up. "It is wondrous." He confirmed then paused. "And just a tad bit chilly.." He shook his head though, pulled his hood up, and continued rubbing his hands, the motion revealing a piece of jewelry he wore on his left hand. The only other thing that seemed to adorn his person.

He started speaking again, "I uh, I'm afraid I'm a bit untested. Keeping things at a distance is probably best. I'm decent at keeping an eye out for trouble though. Not great but decent."
This message was last edited by the player at 17:39, Sun 24 Jan 2021.

Helga noticed the shorter man shiver in the cold and took a motherly sort of worry to him. "Stay close to be warm." She gently urged. Then passed her eyes around the area before continuing. "I protect you. Just be close, yes?"

"Luna would like you." Even through the cold Wendel flashed his smile at Helga for offering both motherly warmth and protection. "I'll stay close, don't you worry. And I'll watch your back as well." And he shuffled a little closer to the half-orc woman.
This message was last edited by the player at 17:45, Sun 24 Jan 2021.

Helga smiled down at him. "Thank you. Is very kind of you." She said softly. She debated for a moment asking about the ring and the bruises, but decided it might not be her place. At least for the moment.