Alberich looks to Ivolyn and says "I was traveling to Phandalin looking for work as a cleric. I've heard there's room in Phandalin with all the miners about now. I was trying to get out of the soldiering business, but it looks like old habits keep finding me. I woke up and Sildar was with me in the cave. They paid more ... attention,  to him than to me."

After listening to the conversations about the room, Grimbeard finishes his meal and passes out. 

"I.. I had a very strange dream..." Maive says, "Only it didn't feel like a dream..."

"Me you and Alberich were In some kind of foggy void." Maive says, "Then there was another me. With Ivolyn."

Ivolyn looks up from her notetaking and studying with interest. “A second you, that wasn’t really you?”

ivolyn glances around at who is now asleep.

Ivolyn tilts her head thoughtfully watching the group of three. "I recognize a faint hint of arcane energy dissipating about you three."  She squints her eyes, furrows raising between her eyebrows as she concentrates. "Most likely some long lasting spell that had affected you all at the same time and is just now over.....Maybe from the battle earlier."

Ivolyn shivers and rubs her arms. "Best we finish our rest and move on as soon as we can. Though I'd love to take a quick look down at the bugbear's area before we run off. Who should take the last watch?" she asks just before a yawn escapes.  

Ivolyn quickly begins packing her belongings and readying herself for departure. “Before we go, let’s take a peek around,” she says, her bubbly demeanor returning in full force, and she starts toward the unexplored section of cave, waiting briefly to see who will join her.

((The north corridor that we haven’t gone up yet.))

After waking up Alberich stands and stretches and follows Ivolyn. "Safer if we don't go exploring alone."

"Well met, SIldar. I'm Orisdram Grimbeard." Grimbeard wipes the sleep from his eyes. "I did not share a dream. In fact, I don't remember the last time I've had a dream. I suppose I'm a sound sleeper. What do you make of your dream? Do you think it is a sign of some sort?"

(Sorry for the silence, everyone. It's been a hectic few days.)

Umbutu follows Ivolyn down the tunnel, keeping his distance so as not to interfere in any spellcasting.

Umbutu hesitantly ignites a torch and extinguishes it when he rejoins his companions.