Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20140204235925/@comment-12599067-20140208235619

Volarano shared a glance with Galadir but said nothing, instead turning his attention to Eirik, who had already curled up in his bedroll and turned in for the night. What mess had he gotten them into this time? He hoped no harm would befall the two of them. His gaze then shifted to the flames, which were beginning to dwindle. The roar of the pines sounded somewhere in the darkest recesses of his mind, growing louder as he stared into the embers.

When at last he realized what was happening, he forced the memories to the back of his mind and rose to his feet, turning to Galadir.

"I'm going to go get some things to keep the fire burning. If you need anything, just yell for me," Volarano tried, doing a surprising job of not attracting unwanted attention. Even though he was an absolutely horrible liar, he was rather good at avoiding attention and appearing inconspicuous. With that, he turned and stalked off, unslinging his bow just in case.