Hadrian was up in the morning. He was standing looking away from camp making sure all the details of the past day is on his parchment.

This includes the lay of the land, the bandits in the highway, the bandit fort, the trees at camp and the trees further from there. He surveys the final leg of their adventure, but he cannot yet see the destination as there is one more mountain to go around of.

He looked back to camp and stoked the fire, putting a tin of water to boil for coffee when the others awake.

Jetsam wakes up and slides out of his bedroll before buckling his weapons on and rolling up his bedroll. He walks over by the fire and holds his hands out to it to warm them. “Morning, Hadrian.”

"Mornin'"

Hadrian took a mug and fills it with hot dark liquid. Hands it to Jetsam.

"You take coffee? Freshly steeped."

Tommy rolls of the branch he was sleeping on.

Ouch. 

Tommy walks into the forest and comes back 10 mins later with some mushrooms and wild onions.

Not much in this area but who is hungry?

"I can use some breakfast before we get battered again." He smirks as he sits up and takes up his mess kit from his satchel. 

Jetsam takes the coffee gladly, then drinks a sip and nods. “Thanks.”

(This is kinda funny cause I don’t drink coffee so I know absolutely nothing about it.)

(lol).

Hadrian offered it to Tommy and Fiske as well. (Purple are you here too?) and to Purple. 

Tommy takes the cup.

Birdie scout our way ahead let me know what you find.

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Fiske takes a cup as well. Sipping it delicately. “Ah a good strong brew. Usually not my taste but hits different on the job. Thanks.” 

Tommy frying up the mushrooms and onions with some eggs he had in his bag of holding for the group.

Tommy trys a cup.

Wow this is good. There is this tree that grows in the mountains south of my village that when you brew a tea from the fruit seeds it tastes like this. This is much strong flavor though. What did you call this. Coffee? Yum.

"mmnn, coffee. strong flavour, nice to wake up to. puts a smile on an old orc's face."

He took the last from his tin and drank it. he then washes it with the water from his waterskin and dries it with a cloth he had on his pack (only meant to dry cutlery! I promise!).

"Last leg of our journey. Prepare for a long battle."

Jetsam drinks down the last of his and does the same, a touch of a grin on his face. “Yes sir. I will.”

Tommy drinks down the rest of his. His small body quickly absorbed the caffeine giving him the affects of haste. He runs around camp cleaning up at top speed ready to go in record time. 

Ok ok ok let's go let's go got to move got to move

Ooc: just a little flavor 

"Ay Ay sirs. We'll make sure to be prepared of course." You all notice Fiske chug his coffee and clap his hands to his face. You might notice that his right hand  and part of his neck has a bark like patch on it that's grown over his skin. He snaps his fingers to recall Horatio when a strange creature appears.. "Uhhh what the frick?! Ho-Horatio?!" The little psuedodragon wraps itself around Fiske's neck and nuzzles up. "Um alright then. This is new.." 

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Jetsam looks up from packing his things up. “What’s going on?”

“I’m not sure hehe,.. maybe our battles yesterday influenced my magic?… I feel fine though.”

Wow dragon. Can it tell me how to kill this red one that I have a revenge mission against?

“Well.” Jetsam answers. “Don’t blow us up.”

"Don't worry, I would never do such a thing" he turns to Tommy "Uhhh he says that red dragon scary, but no...no like cold."

“Does he?” Jetsam answers absentmindedly while giving his gear and weapons one last check-over. He looks around at his teammates. “Hadrian, Fiske, Tommy, and -What’s your name again, kid?- if we don’t make it through this…it’s Ben a pleasure working for you. Shall we go?”