“Ah yes, I suppose you would be right! Perhaps you and Merrick should take the first watch, as neither of you have our keen sight? Garamon and I can take the next! Finally, Luthok and Vivi can take the last watch! Why should our guests trouble themselves, correct?”

Luthok looks at Vivi with big, shiny eyes. He opens his mouth slightly, as if he were to say something but closes is soon thereafter.. Then Luthok does something no-one has experienced in over 50 years. Laughs, and wholeheartedly at that. He slaps Vivi on her back and points to Garamon. "See that bonesy?!? Lass is more grown up than ya think! Cursing is great for the soul, lets out all the bottled up anger like that!." Luthok snaps at "that" and pats Vivi on the back, more carefully this time. "Yer a great lass Vivi. Being through so much shit takes a toll on ya, innit?.  I respect the **** out of ya, V." He glances over at the skeletal knight with a smirk. 

He turns towards the rest of the party. "Aye, V and I can take the last watch." He looks to Fergus on his shoulder and whispers. "Watch my things while the pipsqueak is at watch. Ay chum?" He gives a discreet nod toward the kithkin. 

"Skeleton-?" Bigs starts to question, but Vivi interjects.

"Uuu, I can see in the dark," the grim reaper girl nods eagerly. "I will be useful."

"I'm sorry, but did you just say that man was-" Bigs tries again.

"Wowie! A watch with the king, I am certainly blessed. I do enjoy sleeping actually, but I can forgo it if you ask!" Sir Garamon shouts. However bad he was feeling a moment ago seems to have alleviated. Quickly. He leans into Muireach for a moment and whispers (while somehow still screaming loud enough for all the hear), "Bebe seems to like you and that dwarf. I wonder if hanging out with you will endear her to me!"

"There is no way he's a skeleton," Bigs shakes her head at Wedge. He seems to shrug. "They called him that, but maybe it's a nickname."

"Oh jeez, I'm so sorry." Dyoken apologizes to Wedge, "Is that not an appropriate term for your people either?" The poor strong man really didn't mean to offend their new friend. 

(Obviously Wedge and Garamon have the same origins. You can tell from their accent)

Muireach is barely containing his laughter.

Merrick watches the goings on, subdued. For once he is not talking everyone's ear off. He doesn't even respond to the "pipsqueak" term from Luthok.

"Oh geez, Forged aren't skeletons you silly man!" Bigs laughs heartily and elbows Wedge. "I think being named after the walking and evil undead would be a bit insulting, to say the least." Wedge nods. 

So, finally, I will need perception rolls... with advantage!

Watch 1: Dyoken (Merrick is helping, since he is busy IRL)
Watch 2: Muireach (Garamon is helping!)
Watch 3: Luthok (Vivi is helping!)

DK watches with help: 19

But he gets distracted

DK is distracted by how quiet Merrick is! But perhaps he is also thinking about his biological imperative. Such looming doom...

(Next!)

Merrick starts absentmindedly looking through Luthok's things. He's not really doing it out of any rhyme or reason, it's just part of who he is. Since it's quite dark, and he's quite quiet, he's naturally somewhat hard to notice.

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DK is distracted by how quiet Merrick is! But perhaps he is also thinking about his biological imperative. Such looming doom...

(Next!)

 Muireach stretches as he sets about his watch and takes a seat, “Well, Garamon, my dearest subject, how do things look to your eyes, er, eye holes!” Muireach whispers.

Perception: 15

OOC: What do your elf eyes see? Everything.

Despite Fungustus being on watch, it would appear he got distracted by a rather large gnat that seemed to view him as a tasty treat. Merrick is able to look through Luthok's things. (Thordain and Kwe will have to discuss what's in there and if anything gets taken or if Merrick is just peeking.)

Muireach's eyes flash in the dark like a cat as Garamon looks to the elf man. "Egad, sire, you seem most perceptive tonight!"

Indeed, Muireach was very perceptive. So perceptive he noticed the forest had gone deathly still. Aside from Fungustus running away from a gnat, fighting it off with little spore bubbles, there was nary a sound. Not even the chirp of a cricket. Something was off. 

With his keen sense of sight even in darkness, Muireach notices something interesting... the grass is overgrown and thick. Several flowers that seemed withered and dried have brightly opened anew with restored vigor. He notices this growth moving toward him, Garamon, and his sleeping friends and wards. 

Muireach will walk over to it, standing to block it from the rest of the group. He speaks in Sylvan, “Excuse me, what do you think you’re doing?”

Merrick finds a shiny red gem "This looks important. Luthok will be happy that I've found his lost item. That will be sure to cheer him up," thinks Merrick to himself as he puts the gem in his pocket. "And what's this? Dried mushrooms? Looks yummy!" Merrick grabs one at random and starts snacking on it.

Merrick successfully takes the red gem and some snacks. (If Luthok allows) and is now asleep... So that we may resolve Muireach's marvelous watch!?

Of course, the elf king speaks to the plants, but they don't seem to be responding... They continue to creep and have now taken at least half of the camp. It would appear to Muireach that it's much harder to walk here now...

"Hmm, is that grass growing?? Maybe Urich is right to say he would rather watch grass grow than clean up his room. It seems pretty exciting... Although not as exciting as folding socks!" Garamon seems to notice this phenomenon too, but doesn't seem to know what's going on either.

“Garamon, you’re a treasure, but shush.” Muireach will clap and from a stream of sunlight forms a mighty greathammer emblazoned with various sun iconography and gilded in Calibolg’s usual gold and silver trim. Muireach calls out, “Seven! We meet once more it seems! Surely, ambushes are just the kind of tactic that Ag'Morna would resort to! Face me, and you may yet find mercy!”

Dyoken's snoring is interrupted by a brief snort and a sharp breathe as Muireach starts shouting into the night.

Merrick jumps awake and bolts over to see what is going on.

Luthok rolls over. "Woul u shuth upphphhp, dumbahhs", He mumbles in his sleep before turning his back to Muireach.

By this point, the plants caused difficult terrain all around the camp. Muireach, please roll 1 more Perception with advantage. (Need some time to make the map!)