Flint is keeping get his mind on the path ahead and encouraging  Boris  as he goes "c'mon  Boris, me  grandmother  could pull th' cart fast as ye!"

Saves 12 16 14

As the night wears on, Flint starts to slump in his seat.

Con 1: 15 :: Seeing no one else taking advantage of it. Marav climbs into the wagon, "Wake me in a couple hours, gonna try and get some rest so I can have all my shapeshifts ready for that giant.

//If he passes the con check then he will expend to HD to heal. 11

Con 2: 9 :: Marav keeps an eye out for easy game, stuff he can grab from the trail. Not wandering off this time. Every hour or so sending Steele out to keep an eye out. Steele Perception: 5

Con 3: 11 :: Continuing to send out Steele, he stops hunting and just continually scans the surrounding. Steele Perception: 19

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Ok so concentration check (con save) gets the benefit of Crownsguard's aura, correct? I think you inferred that we're traveling at a normal pace so DC 15....

Concentration check 8

If that's over 15, I'll take the benefit of a short rest. 

Thanks  Away, for the guidance!

Edit: dammit 

 The ride is a little too bumpy for Ink to properly focus or meditate, and it's all he can do to just keep the stress out of his shoulders as you go along the dirt-and-gravel road.

In the second hour of the nighttime journey, Marav also tried to take a rest, but to no avail. 

The sun has long since set on your left, as you march tirelessly along in the twilight and into the night. This last stretch of the Evermoor Way cuts close to the Silverwood, a forest whichever borders both Everlund and Silverymoon to the north.

// Regarding Steele’s Perception checks, are you going to be communicating with your bird? Also, Steele will need to make CON saves as well since she is also not resting. Same DC as everyone else. //

// I figured she'd be resting in between outings.. the plan would be for her to fly ahead 1/2 a mile or so then return. She should be the most rested of any of us, riding in the wagon most of the time...

Con: 15
Con: 16
Con: 19

The waxing gibbous moon is partially visible, and the stars mostly hidden, by the clouds that seem to be plaguing the sky as of late. The night air is cold and unforgiving, and an harsh wind sweeps across the road from the east. 

Steel returns both times after being away from several minutes, and preens her red feathers, as if very pleased at herself for doing a good job.

(Marav, are you using a spell to speak with Steele?)

// From this point, you are all welcome to take a break and rest til morning, or else keep plugging along the last few hours to Everlund. Those that have failed a CON save and thus suffered any levels of Exhaustion, make sure to note this on your character sheet. If you are at level 2 exhaustion, you'll have to be carried somehow or else travel at a slower pace, thus drawing out the journey...

The DCs for the end of the journey are as follows: 

4th CON Save: DC 14
5th CON Save: DC 15
6th CON Save: DC 16

//only use a spell of steel looks like something is bothering it

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//only use a spell of steel looks like something is bothering it

 Steele seems very pleased and proud.

Con 1: 14
Con 2: 22
Con 3: 13

On Con roll 2 Marav will try and get a short rest in again. 

If he passes the con check then he will expend to HD to heal. 8

//flint is at 2 levels exhaustion,  I vote for a rest of we find a safe enough spot//

Ink looks over at Flint and Marav commenting, "The two of you look absolutely exhausted - perhaps we should stop.  Has anyone heard any more howling since we've pushed on?"  Ink concentrates for a moment, and Quill pops into existence next to Steele.  Ink gives Quill a look and she flies up to patrol, brimstone and ash left in her wake.

Then, looking at the cart, "Speaking of..." 

Ink walks up to the cart and jumps on, sitting on its ledge, checking in on their ward...

//  How is the werewolf doing? Has she changed back? Is she conscious? //

// Go ahead and make a Wisdom (Perception) check. //

//I'm good with resting. How is our prisoner anyway? We still have the brother killer right  

// The human noble you left with Angel in Olostin’s Hold. //

Ink observes the werewolf for a moment... // Perception 12  //

The werewolf appears to be resting peacefully, still  trussed up in wolf form.

As you stop to set up for your rest outdoors, you can here a faint howl, far in the distance. It sounds like the ones you heard hours earlier. 

“Aren’t dogs olfactory senses some of the highest amongst the animal kingdom? Is it possible that they are tracking her scent?”

Ink sighs. "They are most assuredly tracking her scent," he says.

"Curious that she's still in her wolf form. So... what do we do, now?"

Ink has Quill go straight up about ninety feet, and, through her eyes, looks in the direction of the howling trying to find their pursuers. 

Sure enough, a few miles in back of you, in the clouded dark of night, a small band of wolves seem to have emerged from the woods and are running in your direction.