(OOC - oh the meta is thick today)

"Thanks Vo, I just need to catch my breath....that was harder than I expected...is Bonleo going to be ok?" and he'll crawl in to the wagon to lie down for a moment

Hjolmond looks at Gully and asks of him, "Help me get this one up, 'es gonna need to take it easy fer a nip."  He looks at the elf that is leaning down looking at Bonelo. "Ye alright there, elf? I can look ye over, no promises on what I'll find. I'm feeling weak me'self..."

(OOC - what elf are you talking about? I'm in the wagon taking a lie down hehe)

((OOG You... I was talking to you...lol You're beaten up a bit, yeah?))

(OOC - yeah but I'm no where near Bonleo :P I moved in to the wagon)

((OOG Oops, I misread that... lol my bad :P I thought he was closer to the wagon. Also, we are taking him to the wagon cuz he's still in sleepy injury land so... sup, Myth? lol ))

(OOC - nope - Myth shot the last orc that was escaping - he ded)

Ruvenel climbs down out of the wagon to help the others with Bonleo. When he jumps down, he grunts with pain and decides the others have him in good hands. He sits on the ground with his back to the wagon and begins tending his wound, cursing the goblin that cut him all the while.

The group, taking Vohana's advice, gets a move on. The wounded ride in the cart while others ride their mounts or walk. The group slows it's overall pace to keep a closer eye on the surroundings in order to avoid being ambushed and after a few more hours of travel they find themselves hungry and tired. The group stops and makes camp as the sun continues to dip in to the western sky, the faint noise of crickets begins to swell throughout the forest that surrounds the group and lightning bugs begin putting on their display. A campfire is made and the group sits and begins to share a meal for the second time on the road, though not quite as extravagant as the one earlier in the day.

OOC: I don't want to take away from any roleplay options here, everyone is conscious, having recovered from their wounds, and the camp has been put together. I will go ahead and let this sit for the rest of the day for you to roleplay conversations and such, and then tonight I will progress us into the next day's travel.

"Aye...Vohanna." Hjol notices her being uncomfortable and sits down next to her. "We're going to be okay. It was a close call for em there, but I won't let any of us die. Even you, little bookworm. And your brother, he put up quite the fight there. As long as we watch each other's backs, we're going to be okay." 

"Good. Good, good, good." Hjol will leave it at that and go check on Bonelo.

"Aye, Bonelo. How er you doing? Feelin' better now?" 

Ruvenel eats with gusto even though he is hungry, tired, and sore. He senses the others feel the same. After some time, he begins to sing softly.

"Home is behind

The world ahead

And there are many paths to tread

Through shadow

To the edge of night

Until the stars are all alight

Mist and shadow

Cloud and shade

All shall fade

All shall

Fade"

(Lord of the Rings)

Performance: 16. Ruvenel doesn't quite get the somber tone he was trying to achieve. It doesn't sound bad, just a bit too happy?

(OOC: I didn't realize I was going to play Ruvenel like a bard. I should've just made him a bard.)