Splashing some water from his canteen on his face, Mattias settles in for his watch, his weapons within easy reach.

Go ahead and make a perception check, Mattias.

OOC Here goes nothing.

Perception - 5

Here's a second in case you want disadvantage - 21

[Mattias]
By the time your shift starts the campfire has almost all but died out, the dull light of a few smoldering red coals pokes throw the ashes. As you take your place, the darkness makes it difficult to see anything but what moonlight there is helps you to see about fifteen to twenty (15-20) feet out. As luck would have it though, your shift goes by uneventfully; almost to the point where you start to fall back asleep by the time your watch is up. 

Mattias' head is gently nodding towards the end of an uneventful watch. As his chin momentarily touches his chest he awakens with a start, a hand darting out to his rapier. Seeing nothing that should arouse his suspicion, he retracts his hand.

Waking Tarkin for his watch, Mattias finds he has no words. Instead, he positions his weapons close to his pack, lies down on the ground, covering himself with his cloak as best he can and is quickly asleep.

Tarkin takes up watch. He feels rested and at 100% again. Tarkin slowly walks the perimeter of the camp casually swinging his scimitar.

(OOC: About how long is each watch?)

(OOC: Not more than two hours I believe.)

(OOC: With four people on taking watch shifts; each watch is about two/two and a half hours. That way everyone can get a full eight hours of rest, or close to eight hours.)

Tarkin, perception check please.

Perception: 7

[Tarkin]
At this point in the night, the camp fire has completely died out, not even the coals are glowing anymore. You walk around the camp, even with twirling your sword about you manage to  keep a keen eye out in the darkness for any signs of movement that might be hostile. Fortunately, nothing comes around the camp and by the end of your watch you start to see the sky grow lighter in the east as dawn slowly approaches.

Tarkin will start to wake the others as first light approaches. "Time to get up. Its first light. We need to get moving." Tarkin says as he walks around camp nudging the members with his boot.

Thardigord tears down their camp then checks the harvested organ before they resume their travel back to Risingsun.

A tap in the small of the back wakes Mattias and he wakes with a start, absently wiping a long string of drool from his mouth.

Collecting himself, and his belongings, he stands, stretches and goes to check on Trigger. Patting the flank of the horse and leading him back to the cart.

Nadarr sets himself to rekindling the fire and then cooking a quick breakfast with supplies from his rations

After a minute or two the fire sparks back to life and Nadarr is able to make a small breakfast from his rations. The glad in the back of the wagon still appears to be intact, perhaps a bit smelly, but still good to deliver. While Thardigord inspects the condition of the gland, Mattias manages to get Trigger strapped back into the wagon harness. By the time everyone is up and going about their business, the sun has crested over the top of the Chared Mountains; the rays of light dancing across the Black River waters.

Anything else anyone wants to do before heading back into Risingsun?

Nadarr is ready to go. Once we start moving, he takes his turn walking alongside the wagon, heat of the day barely causing a sweat on his brows.

Mattias takes up a position to the rear of the cart, keen to deliver on their mission and to begin working out the links in his muscles caused by a night spent on the ground.

Tarkin is waiting by the wagon all packed and ready to go. With such an event-less night and having last watch he was able to pack his gear and prepare to hit the road at first light. As the group gets moving he walks alongside trigger.

Umuni woke up as the last of them, she quickly packs her things and is prepared to leave.

"Anyone know any travelling games?" Mattias asks brightly, ambling alongside the cart.

"What tracks are those? What plant is that? Guess what I can see?"