Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25146201-20140108121051/@comment-12599067-20140112194849

(Daithi's probably just pessimistic because his soul might get sucked out by Clavicus Vile, if the Elder Scroll isn't recovered in time.)

Jack weighed the options, dismissing Paris' notion of trying to smell like the forest almost immediately. He didn't want to be caught on the ground if the skinwalkers found them.

"Raelynn, I'm not sure that the two of them would have problems climbing these trees. They're not very tall, and they're not thin either," he pointed out. "And I'm not sure we can cut them down. These aren't the kind of trees you use for lumber," he added, guesturing towards the rather thick trunks of the trees as he led the group onwards. "Daithi, you got any ideas?"