Folzi follows suit and cozies up in his bed roll. "Make sure you wake me up this time," he says to Hrain before quickly falling asleep.

After the party falls asleep first watch seems mostly uneventful to the party.

*the following events take place in player knowledge not character knowledge*

Father Pat makes an uneventful round of the front section of camp but rounding the back near the sections where the bodies were discovered he makes another grizzly discovery! Haldur's muscled frame murder by whatever phantom attack the others. His face is frozen in horror and a large gash bisects his upper body! Unable to bring Haldur back after valiant efforts the paladin gets to his feet and returns to the longhouse. Going in he shakes each pary member awake!

"Get up! Get up! Something has killed Haldur and is stalking the camp," the half-orc bellows his tone a mix of anger and horror.

Lyra darts up a split second after hearing Father Pat's voice. She either had a very light sleep, or hasn't managed to get any rest at all so far, but the impression is eclipsed by the dead serious look on her face. Right after jumping up her posture is combat-ready, a tiny blue spark arises from her right hand and vanishes in the air. Tightly gripping a dagger, she turns around to the shepherd. "Did whatever attacked him leave any trails? I suggest we move out as a group and try to recover his remains...Nick might be able to get a hunch from...investigating the wounds..." Her voice seems to die down the longer she talks, maybe due to her realizing their meaning. Lyra nevertheless moves forward towards the door before turning around and waiting for the group to speak up.

Hrain appears frozen for a moment, then surges to his feet sword sliding clear of the scabbard laying next to him, leaving behind his shield his other hand grabs a torch from the edge of the fire and lights it before he strides out into the cold.

Seeing to lack focus he goes still, pausing for many seconds before he seems to come back to himself.

OOC uses Divine Sense

Nicknack rolls off of his chair, tossing his blanket aside and pulling his wand from his belt. "Where? Take me to him," he calls to Father Pat.

Father Pat says "its over here" as he leads Nicknack to the body. Once back outside he keeps scanning (Perception Roll: 7) for whatever might have taken down Haldur, ready at a moment's notice to throw his body and shield between Nicknack and whatever it was that killed Haldur.

     Folzi lets out a long sigh and pulls himself out of bed. "I hate being right... sometimes." He gathers his gear and starts to the door. He stops and considers everyone's apparent desire to head outside.  "What's the hurry? Doesn't sound like there's much we can do about him now. Our biggest concern now is avoiding whatever is out there. Why don't we just hunker down here?"

Lyra turns back to Folzi before heading out with the others. "It's not like i like the thought of roaming around in the cold while having some monster intent on killing us, but what i like even less is the thought of someone staying behind alone and getting murdered while everyone else is trying to figure out what happened to Haldur. Whatever we do, we should to it together. And investigating his body might gives us some clues..."

Hrian does not smell evil or hear good. The camp is still oddly quiet.

Pat finds tracks but the snow is fresh and deep. There are two sets but it's not entirely sure which direction or what made them.

OOC: A survival/nature check might.

(medicine check for Father Pat 12)

     Folzi grumbles indicating his displeasure and follows along, especially considering most everyone has left already. He makes sure to grab a torch as well. 

     "Well that is quite the wound," the gnome quips when he gets to the scene. He takes a moment to see if he can discern anything of the tracks around the body.

Survival 11

OOC: Grant what's the med check for?

Folzi can tell it's two distinctive sets of tracks. The two large sets are bipedal humaniods tracks but on closer examination they are...paw prints. Before Folzi can say a word, however, a ominous howl breaks the silence. It echoes around the party then another then another then a series of high pitched yips...is it just animals or a language?

Nature check to see if Lyra can discern anything from the noises: 12

OOC: Grant what's the med check for?

Medicine check is in response to Lyra's suggestion in Post 1634, that we might "get a hunch from...investigating the wounds..." 

"Not done yet then, good, neither am I". Hrain quickly readies himself for battle, torch in one hand longsword flickering in the firelight ready in his gauntleted fist. "A good man has fallen tonight, I plan to avenge him." Holding the torch high he calls out "In Sune's name I stand ready, come and find your deaths." 

OOC: With Father Pat doing the medicine check, Nicknack will scan the area around the body looking for anything that might have been left behind.

Investigation: 15

     "Well, I guess we're about to find out how hungry these wolves - or whatever - are." Folzi backs away from the body and draws his weapons. 

96, 44

    "This damned place!" The rogue scampers off to find a hut to hide in.

Stealth 29

No one can see where the howling is coming from. Nick finds a few broken pots and other household items but nothing else around the bodies. Haldur's gear however is on him. Folzi hides where? Which direction?

(A nearby hut. I don't know where they are in relation to us.)

Nicknack hustlers over to where Hrain stands ready. "Halberd still had all his gear - that makes me think his killer is some beast rather than a creature of intelligence or a seeker of wealth," he hisses up to the paladin, ready with his tiny dagger. The unsettling disconnection from his arcane abilities still disturbs the little wizard.