Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20141107033353/@comment-12599067-20141115220602

(Welup, time to get moving.)

As the group finally settled in once again, Veranwen finally decided it was time to turn in for the night. She turned and grabbed her bedroll, then set it out by the fire and curled up on top of it. She was asleep in moments, and the others soon followed.

It seemed as if Braum had only just fallen asleep when he was awoken by the sounds of soft scraping on the stone floor. It was too dark to see anything, for the fire had burned out while they slept, but it sounded as if it couldn't have been more than a stone's throw away. In addition, it was growing slightly louder, as if whatever was making the noise was drawing closer to the sleeping mercenaries. But since Braum could not see the approaching foe, he could only make rough estimates as to how far away it was. If he didn't want to risk being attacked by some unseen enemy, he needed to either make some light or wake the others in hopes that they could.