Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20141107033353/@comment-12599067-20141113032004

Veranwen nodded and took back the potion from Conall just as Ranwulf came back into the room, bearing an armful of dry, albeit rotting, firewood. He looked over at the campfire and blinked in surprise, then turned his head to Veranwen for an explanation. She oriented her head in Conall's direction with a small smile, prompting Ranwulf to turn his attention over to him as well with what looked like surprise.

"Well, don't I look stupid," Ranwulf mumbled, stepping forwards and dumping the firewood into a pile near the table before reaching back to grab his knapsack and pull it over to him. "Well, if we've got a fire going and some wood to make sure it keeps going, it looks like there's nothing left to do but wait," he noted, grabbing his bedroll and setting it out by the fire. "I'd advise you all to take advantage of this and catch some sleep. Otherwise, it's going to be a long, boring few hours."