Menden tries a shrug, wincing as the stitches pull against his flesh before giving up on the gesture, “I will do my best.  Hand it here and I can go through it once we have some light.  We should try to get some more rest and protect the camp i case they come back.”

Alarven nods silently at Mendens words, and looks to Neldi. As he starts moving to the edge of camp, Alarven would pause for a moment near the bow and arrows... But with a glance towards where he knows the Archer's body still lies, he leaves the weapon where it sits.

"I'll, uh ... keep watch for a bit, from outside the fire's light. Someone come get me in an hour?" Alarven sounds like he is still troubled.

Neldi unpacks and lights a torch, "I'm going to go do what I can for the fellow that we killed.  Menden, you and Telorn get some rest. Kalve, try to keep watch the other side of the camp from Alarven."

Proceeding to gather rocks and branches to make a low cairn for the dead fellow.Not like anyone is gonna sleep again anytime soon.

alright Neldi. moves opposite direction of Alavern outside of fire light

The sun slowly rises, bringing much needed clarity to the camp and the surrounding forests, chasing the shadows back to the hidden kingdoms from which they seep. With new light comes new sight and the extent of the blood soaked clothes, armor and skin is ascertained.

Alarven wraps around their camp after the better part of an hour, watching over Neldi building the cairn. He makes no effort to speak and distract him from that important task.
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As Alarven pass by
if you want bow take it

Let me know who is taking what fom the archer so I can get the items added to your character sheets.

Neldi is taking the hatchet. Everyone gets 1 bit from the loot. Alarven took the bow and arrows and the dead man's clothes.  The armor is up for grabs.

Please deduct the coin value of the basic clothes I bought and donated to Telorn, then add the 1bit Neldi distributed and the basic clothes from the Archer.

I strongly suggest Telorn receive the cloak, he needs to stay warm.

Bow/Quiver I'll carry and practice with until someone else asks. Does the half dozen arrows include the one in the ground near the tent, and the one from Menden's shoulder?

Put the armour and cloak on Telorn, if nothing else will keep him warmer

Neldi comes back into the camp a bit after dawn and sits down tiredly next to the fire, unwrapping a hardtack biscuit and chewing on it, eyes distant.  "... We should discuss which way we mean to go today," he starts, then straightens up and actually looks at each of the men. "But first, how is everyone doing? Menden, are you fit to travel or do you need to rest longer first? Telorn, how are you feeling?"

Menden smiles, “I should be ok to travel so long as we don’t push too hard.  I think... Thank you for dealing with the corpse.  I don’t know if I could have done too much to help him along with my wound.”  He fingers absently at the book, “Do we want to wait a bit to see if I can make sense of this, or leave it for later?”

"We can wait a bit, go ahead and look through it."

“Ok.  I’ll see if I can make head or tails of it.” Menden let’s out a sigh, making the sign of the New God before opening the book and leafing through its pages.

The book is actually a folio, with a cover made of leather...or is it not leather. There is something unsettling about the cover, not the blue dye and tooling of stylized waves, but the feel of the...leather...is wrong. It seems to have seen better days, the cover and many pages are stained. Scratches and tears mar the surface of the cover as well as the pages within.

While Menden is reading, Neldi gets up and restlessly paces around the campsite, kicking over bits of fallen masonry and shifting dead leaves and debris with his feet, working methodically from the edge of the ruined walls inward.

Alarven is going to approach Neldi, the quiver with arrows and bow slung on his back. The arrows rattle around with plenty of space to move."I don't know which direction we should go... I'm not much of a navigator. But I can try to maybe find the tracks of the guys from last night, if that's how I can best be of use." Alarven looks unsure as to how he can help.


After a few moments, he brings up another question. "Boss, I don't want to burden you with troubles, but ... they didn't bring many arrows with them last night. Do you want me to risk practicing with the bow, and maybe breaking one?"

Neldi stops, looking up at Alarven and blinking, his face blank.  A moment later, he smiles and claps the man on the shoulder.  "Checking for tracks is an excellent idea, but don't follow them too far.  We can't afford to lose anyone. As for the arrows... I'd say use one for practice, use it until you break it or lose it but save the others for battle."

Menden closes the folio uncomfortably, “I can figure out what this is in time though it gives me disquiet.  Still, it is something to be looked at over time and not right now.  Perhaps we search the ruins of that structure and get on our way.’

Alarven hesitates a moment and then rests a hand on Neldi's shoulder. "...Ah, right. Battle. I was ... meaning to practice, and maybe hunt to stretch out provisions. But our luck might mean more battles, yeah..." With a shake of his head, he calls out across the camp to Telorn.

"Hey, Telorn? Mind joining me? Two heads are better than one. I want to see if I can figure out where those guys came from last night... Get us back to a landmark Menden will recognize on our map." Alarven would move toward the edge of the camp, in the direction the Archer had come from.

Telorn, silent for the morning, jerks at his name and stands. He hesitates and looks around before walking towards Alarven to help. "Yeah," he says quietly. "Sure."

Listening to convo from where I was standing'guard'

Alvaren, go ahead and make a Perception Challenge.

Alarven moves around past the cairn, and starts looking around for disturbed brush or footprints that would show where the Archer had come thru from.

14:06, Today: Alarven rolled 15 using 1d20 ((15)).

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