Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25146201-20140108121051/@comment-12599067-20140112230416

Makoru, who had settled in shortly after putting up the tent, woke up to find that mist enshrouded the clearing where he had made camp. He looked down at Torene, then brought his attention back to the clearing as a twig snapped in the underbrush. He quickly clambered out of the bedroll and threw on his boots and gauntlets, attaching Bloodharvest's scabbard to his waist but keeping the blade unsheathed. When nothing revealed itself for about five minutes, Makoru leaned down and softly shook Torene's shoulder.

"Torene, wake up. I think we may have some unexpected visitors," he said, still scouring the mist for any enemies that dared show themselves.