Re: 3 Nuzyael 720

[Jurri Grebel]

Since no one else has claimed it, Jurri will take first watch as well.

[GM]

With the daylight long since gone and no lit but the flickering of the fire, the warband begin to turn in. As they lay in their bedding they see that the other crew men not on watch have also begun to call it a day.

The last thing they see before sleep takes them is Kugald and Jurri pacing around the camp.

[Algared]

With the daylight long since gone and no lit but the flickering of the fire, the warband begin to turn in. As they lay in their bedding they see that the other crew men not on watch have also begun to call it a day.

"Thorin, i'll take the second watch with you." Algared says as several of the group prepare to lie down and sleep. Algared moves to the edge of the camp, nearest the water and prays and softly sings praises to Sarajin, deciding he will fast on the morrow. Having finished his prayers, Algared then endeavours to cast Chalsa's sponge while in the quite and unhindered by all his gear.

Having cast the spell he sits for a while recovering from the accrued fatigue and thinks upon Hovik's words and thoughts. Kugald oversimplifies things though he is right the road defence is but a deteriant. However if the Ibanvaal forces are working on a bridge they wont need boats to cross and will be able to take other settlements enabling them to feed their forces and no longer rely upon the supply lines over the mountains. If they have boats or capture boats they can also ensure that Froyahiem cannot be resupplied. Hovik may be appearing to over emphasise the road but that seems to be more a response to Kugald disregarding it also. Algared smiles as he returns to the now glowing embers of the fire Hovik would be a challenging opponent in a game of Hnefatafl or any of the variants. Lying down Algared is soon asleep, rthe laast think he sees and hears is Kugald and Jurri pacing around the camp and the soft crackling of the fire's embers the constant lulling sound of the river lapping the bank.

[Guest]

Muttering about his bad luck at dice, Thorin beds down, his thoughts wandering into how a thrall knows so much about warmongering....and that golden haired lass that was watching the ship sail away. If only we had been able to stay a little longer and "sample" the local color.

Later as he and Algared are on watch, he looks over Algared and his weapons, noting if they are sharp and well cared for, and broaches the subject of camp defense.

"Algared, if something happens, wake Kugald first, then the others. I will hold the line while the others escape. The message must get through."

OOC: Sorry, I have been out of town. Back now!

[Algared]

Muttering about his bad luck at dice, Thorin beds down, his thoughts wandering into how a thrall knows so much about warmongering....and that golden haired lass that was watching the ship sail away. If only we had been able to stay a little longer and "sample" the local color.

Later as he and Algared are on watch, he looks over Algared and his weapons, noting if they are sharp and well cared for, and broaches the subject of camp defense.

"Algared, if something happens, wake Kugald first, then the others. I will hold the line while the others escape. The message must get through."

"Yes if there's an attack you can be sure I'll wake the warriors first." Algared responds as he paces the perimetre with the warrior. Walking to the baot they check the cables making sure all is secure then continue the circuit, keeping their eyes and ears peels for signs of trouble.

[Kugald Daas]

After waking and handing the watch over Thorin and Algared, Kugald crawls into his bedroll. Before he falls asleep, he makes sure his spear and shield are close at hand.

As he lays there, he thinks about formalizing the watch rotation and marching order.

TTYL

- Kerry

[GM]

Algared and Thorin spend their time chatting idlely while keeping the fire fed and patrolling the camp perimeter, another three crewmen have taken their posts, one aboard the boat, another by the fire and the third pacing between the two, every so often these crewman rotate their positions.

The temperature drops slowly until around 4am it has become cool. The wind has picked up in strength and has also swung around to the south east now and a slight fog has begaun to build near the banks of the river.

Before dawn Algared and Thorin wake Neirin and Madrin to take their turn on the watch.

They too then turn in and join Kugald, Jurri and Hovik asleep.

The ships crew also provide another three men to stand their turn on watch as before.

Spending the first two hours of their watch patrolling with naught but the firelight to guide them, the first rays of sunlight can be seen in the eastern sky, the three crew on watch begin to go about organising the campsite in preparation for the morning meal.

[Algared]

Algared tries to return to sleep, wrapping his claock about himself to ward off the cold in the predawn night. The wind adding to the coolness results in Algared having a restless sleep, feeling as though every bump and stone has managed now to find his back. As the dawn approaches idarkness gives way to grey hues finlly to be broken by the warmth of the early morning sun as it rises above the horizon. The movements of the boats watch as they prepare the camp for the morning meal, coupled with his restless restless sleep and the morning's first light awaken Algared. Mumbling and muttering about the coolness of the dawn and hard ground Algared rises and goes to the rivers edge to wash and freshen up.

Upon returning to the campfire Algared sets about helping prepare the morning meal smiling as the warmth of the fire seeps into his bones.

[Guest]

Neirin sleeps fitfully, his back to a tree further away from the fire. When the time comes, the hunter takes his turn to watch, glad to move about in the darkness with sleep so hard to come by. All the talk of war has greatly disturbed him, as war will surely effect his people, if not his clan directly. The new invaders might be much worse than the existing ones, which would mean moving further from the established hunting grounds, and less trade to help his people survive. Then again, the invaders from the south may be more willing to accept his people. Only time will tell what will happen, but for now he will remain loyal to his comrades.

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