Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20141022235724/@comment-12599067-20141024010221

Dralnach sprang up to the surface with ease, then drifted over to the shallows and set to work scrubbing away the grime on his arms. His armor, axe, and knapsack were a ways away from the spring itself and although his pants weren't far away, the Reachman would be caught rather unprepared in the event of an attack.

Dralnach was just finishing up scrubbing away the dust when there was suddenly a rustling in the underbrush only mere meters away from the spring. The Reachman's attention instinctively snapped in the direction of the noise and he peered into the shadowy undergrowth, his eyes scanning for signs of motion. He could see nothing but thought he could see the sunlight glinting off of something hidden in the dense thicket for a brief moment.