With some old faces gone and new faces joining, the party gathers their supplies and sets north at the break of dawn.

In reply to Your GM (msg # 1):

Gremo shoulders his Sword and whistles as he marches with the others.

When he rises very early in the morning, he studies his spells, making sure to memorize Read Magic for the day so he can identify the several scrolls that Silas handed him the night before.

"You have struck paydirt Silas! They are valuable spells indeed! Polymorph Self, and Polymorph Other They are spells of the 4th Tier! We are not able to cast such spells yet, can you?" he informs the young wizard.

As Yngvar has no idea of where to go to meet the others, he accompanies/follows Silas to meet his new friends, when he is ready to go.
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Dantes stops by the Solar Temple to make a donation. He then joins the rest of the group at the inn before setting off north.

The rising of the sun,triggers Elihad into action. As the rays of the sun warm his skin he neighs waking Barghujin.

Rising she checks outside to see what the fuss is then wakes Tenpiece, and if necessary Wynne. With no imminent need she will dispense with her leather coat in favour of the woollen one.
Once Tenpiece has vacated the Yurt she commences dismantling it whilst Elihad munches on the fresh dew covered grass of morning.
With the Yurt dismantled she saddles Elihad, before loading loading the Yurt supports, cooking gear, supplies, her sleeping gear, and finally the Yurt panels onto Elihad's back.

As her comrades, who spent the night in town make their way out on to the North Road, she will join them re-hafted spear in hand as they pass the camp site.

Wynne groans when Barghujin kicks him and rises slowly, muttering something about dropping wagons on heads. Nonetheless he quickly and efficiently dons his chainmail, gathers his things and sets out with the others, taking point without even thinking about it. He keeps a sword by his sida and a shield on his back but makes sure to keep the bow in his hand ready.

OOC: Is the road north busy? Well travelled? Old and forgotten?

Eirlys wakens at the first stirring in the kitchen, dresses, packs the few items she had taken out for the evening, shoulders her pack over one arm and clicks for her wee friend to join her.  Taking time for a big stretch, Deidra quickly jumps on Eirlys arm and scurries into her comfy pouch.  Smiling brightly at the stoat and at the thought of new adventures ahead, she quietly heads downstairs and orders a breakfast of meat and eggs and is contentedly eating when the others come down from their rooms.  They are going to think all I do is eat at this rate, she thinks with a grin.

She recognizes Gremo, Yngvar and Silas when the arrive and waves at them.  When everyone has joined them, she dons her backpack properly and falls in step as they head to the North road.

In reply to Eirlys (msg # 7):

Gremo greets the others and prepares to move on.

In reply to Wynne (msg # 6):

The road is well traveled, but broken carts and the occasional grave marker make it clear this is not the most peaceful route.