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[AbstractTraitorHero]

A gentler tone and a understanding look
"Feel nervous? "

[Chevaleresse]

"N-No. There's nothing that we'll encounter here that I won't be able to eventually overcome."

[AbstractTraitorHero]

She puts her hand on your shoulder gently like a mother would more then anything.
"You sure you don't want to talk about something? I'm here for you if you need me caderyn."

[Chevaleresse]

"That's good to know, but I'm fine, really."

[AbstractTraitorHero]

Geliebte gives a smile and then winks and flinches before rubbing their damaged eye.

[Chevaleresse]

Caderyn rather forcefully slides over into his bedroll and flips onto his side, doing his best to not stare at the woman in her underwear sharing a tent with him.

[AbstractTraitorHero]

Geliebte keeps rubbing her eye giving a pained noise.
"Think I got s-something in my bad eye.Mind helping me?

[Sanure]

((Time for a time skip, and doing something someone sent me via PM :/ How unfortunately grimdark))

As the moon begins to drop

A shadowy figure sneaks around camp as a frosty mist settles in, making it hard for the current watch to keep alert. Sneaking over to Ludmilla's camp while [15 vs 9] keeping out of any traps, the figure reaches for her lance [14 vs 13], grabbing it and lifting it away from her. They sneaks back out of her camp and heads for Freyja's. A muffled yelp [Crit, Backstab] is heard, and the figure exits Freyja's tent,  lance in hand. They heads back to Ludmilla's camp and [20 vs 11] skillfully replace the lamp back into it's place. They sneaks off once more, using the mist as cover.

Meanwhile, at Ricky's camp, a muffled scuffle is heard, then a sickening crunch as Ricky takes his last breath. The shadows of a foul beast ripping the corpse and eating the flesh it takes can slightly be seen. As the mist begins to recede, the beast runs back into the woods, avoiding the horses and disappearing, leaving Ricky's corpse half frozen and gored.

[As the sun rises]

Freshly fallen snow covers the ground, hiding the previous night's happenings. Syrgan is already up, perched in a tree near his tent scouting the horizon, not aware of the misfortune that will soon be found. Ajen is no where in sight, probably off scouting.

[AbstractTraitorHero]

After sleeping the night away after getting rid of whatever was in her eye Geliebte is back in her armor and looking around.
"Lovely morning."

[spümpkin]

Ishtari rises from his sleep, and smells blood. "Already?" He looks for the source of the smell.

[AbstractTraitorHero]

"Some-......I think that's blood? Oh fuck..."Geliebte follows the Naga Lance at the ready.

[Chevaleresse]

Caderyn rises with the sun, having always been a fairly light sleeper. He buckles his armor and gear on as quietly as possible before exiting the tent, before sighting something stained dark and red amidst the white.

"By the Morrigan, what the hell happened to Ricky?!"

[spümpkin]

Ishtari heads to Caderyn's camp area. He sees Ricky, but is unphased. He immediately gets close to the ground, and investigates the wound.

[AbstractTraitorHero]

Gellibete looks and blinks but otherwise seems unfazed.
"Ow...poor guy..."

[Sanure]

At this, Syrgan turns to the sudden fright, "What's going on down there? What did you find?" He climbs down, and joins the other, covering his nose at the smell of the carcass, "By the gods..." His face a mixture of pain and unease.