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The moon climbs high into the sky. A fire is built and food is eaten. Shortly after, watch begins. Around second watch, almost third watch, Brokan and Kratimos finally find their way to camp. The night was difficult to navigate through, though they were successful in doing so.

((EDIT: Please make known what your character is doing. between 2nd and 3rd watch, I believe that's around 1 or 2 am if I'm not mistaken. Correct me if I'm wrong.))

Kratimos was tired; it's been a long and trying evening, all things considered. He nodded wearily and managed to get a couple words of "hello" and "good night" to the group, before pulling out his bedroll and setting it up at the edge of camp. As he lied down, his tired joints relaxed and let loose and he closed his eyes. Sleep didn't come to him yet, as he kept his ear alert for any relevant talk.

Minather, knowing that preparation is essential, pulls out his spellbook and glances over it, thinking about what he should learn the next day.

When he sees Brokan and Kratimos return to camp, he asks Where have you two been?

Seeing Kratimos ignore him, he turns to Brokan, wondering if he will deign him with a response.

Kratimos waited a little to answer hoping Brokan would answer, but decided to postpone his sleep.
"Out and about," Kratimos didn't get up or even open his eyes. "Oh, you might want to keep an eye out for crazed goblins. A group of them were performing a dark ritual of sorts. Might be dangerous."

CrimsonBlade rests as she knows her turn to take watch is coming soon

Minather snorts and rolls over to go to sleep.

((I'll figure out my spells soon, don't worry))

Livia, being on second watch, was ready to wake the others when she saw them come up to the camp, not sure if it was them or not. "I was beginning to worry you two got yourselves into some trouble. I am glad to see you are safe. She settles back down to finish her watch, hoping that Crimson is well rested for hers.

Kratimos shifted restlessly. He cracked open an eye and looked at Brokan and groaned.
"Oh, and I'm a werewolf." Kratimos said non-chalantly, and rolled over.

Waking to the sounds of his comrades' return, Guy listens until the conversation dies down, not finding Kratimos' joke at the end at all amusing, and goes back to sleep.