Sylvia comes poking out of Khond's saddle bags at Rick's mention the surroundings are safe. It seems that the moment the ravens started getting more active, she didn't mind the cramped space as much anymore. She listens to Khond for a moment, but scoffs at the end.

"That's easy for you to say... I saw the glint in those eyes! Those beasts would have devoured me if given the chance, I swear!"

The final bit of travel as night begins to set and darkness slowly descends happens with no further obstacles. At least, no real obstacles. There is certainly something they take note of as they continue, and before it becomes too dark to even take proper note of.

Every so often, there's a tree with some rope loosely tied around it, the way the bark has grown around some signifying just how long it's been there, while others are more fresh. In most of those trees they can still find a carving that was left behind. And while at times crude, at least most of the party has spent long enough in the region to recognize the carving is supposed to resemble the king's seal. 

At least a few party members recall a brief conversation they had back in Mossley, about how technically the entire forest belongs to the king, although their village was so far North it generally did not matter if they hunted the occasional game.

Breldo reflects back on what he heard of the king, and the somewhat ominous rope on trees.

History: 11

((Had his mercenary company had any dealings with the king or his forces?))

Rick watches forlornly as the delicious snacks depart.

"If it makes friend Sylvia feel better, Rick would have devoured those beasts if Rick had caught a beast."

"Well, looks like we'll not be hunting any game here.  Best not to get on the royalty's bad side."

Breldo ponders. He doesn't really know too much about the king directly, but having worked in human lands as long as he has he's certainly felt their influence indirectly. He thinks the big mess of a conflict that eventually tore apart his company technically was still fully under the kingdom. No need to intervene if you win regardless of who comes out victorious, right..?

In each case, while he's not certain about specifics for this kingdom, generally the act of entering a royal forest without permission in the first place is a dangerous one, given how one would be presumed to be a poacher, or intent on doing so.

Sylvia meanwhile stares at Rick for a moment, mouth opening a few times before a response finally comes out. "Err... Thanks?"

"Friend Sylvia is welcome."

Rick replies while still scanning the branches.

Asimi looks over Sylvia as the fairy fails to answer her. Still, she seemed alright despite the impromptu hiding spot which was good enough for her. Looking around, she likewise takes note of the look of familiarity on some of the other's faces, that this is apparently royal territory almost undoubtedly complicates things.

"We may not want to be here long then," Asimi eventually says, looking to Khond, "Should we push forward through the night?" She suggests

There is an occasional raven or two, but it is obvious the flock as a whole has lost interest in the group.

Asimi considers just going through the night to reach their destination. It could probably be forced to get there before morning, but everyone would no doubt be exhausted by the time they arrive. Not to mention that it'll be harder to navigate, they'd have to use torches as not everyone can see properly in the dark, and that there are more predators about at night... 

"I'm not much use at scouting when I can't see...", Breldo grumbles.

"No harm in camping by the road, I'm sure.  One can hardly trespass upon the king's land when all land is the king's.  So long as we cut no trees and hunt no game, the nobility should have nothing to hold against us."

Oren doesn't have much to say and just marches on with the others.  Everyone sees him looking up into the trees often, on watch for the birds.

"So, they don't like poachers, but if we get stopped hopefully showing all of our bags, will show them we didn't kill any animals of the king."  he shrugs.

When the talk comes up of continuing the walking overnight, "Asimi, it would be nice to get there sooner, but some here can't see in the dark, and it would be a long, tiring walk.  I would rather find the best we can for a campsite."

The group decides it'd be best to find a proper place to sleep before darkness fully sets, but finds that the majority is not fully prepped for a night in the woods. A small clearing is ahead, just outside of the "border" marked with the ropes, but would expose the majority to the potential elements... 

(If anyone wants to spend time looking for a somewhat sheltered spot, give me perception or survival check. Or set your bedroll under a tree and hope for the best.) 

Traumatized by the Ravens, Nuria had been silent for quite some time. However, she nods in agreement with Breldo. "Y-Yes, let's please find a campsite. I'd rather not stumble around in the dark."

Perecption: 9

Wordlessly, Asimi concedes to the majority desire of taking their chances camping. With the lack of any structure to sleep in as before and with no tent the night was looking to be a rough one as she scans for anywhere that may offer some kind of shelter.

Survival: 19

Rick looks around for a nice, thick tree he can get in and get some cover in.

Perception: 11 (or 9 if finding a big o' tree is survival)

Oren thinks a sheltered place would be a lot better than just in the open to see moves along with Asimi and tries to assist her by searching for shelter.  (that would give her advantage on her roll.)  

The group explores a little while further, hoping to find something that can provide some form of natural shelter. A hollowed-out tree would be good enough for some after all, but they'd have to be lucky to find enough for a whole group, but through some help of Asimi eventually a small cliff side is found that should provide some decent defense against the elements.

(If people want to keep watch, I'll take perception rolls. And two people give me a d100 roll, please)

18

Breldo Perception: 18

d100: 100