She stared at the 2 rolled-up pancakes inside his cup and then took a bit out of both of them at the same time.
"Maybe until next morning."
Jack nodded his acceptance and comprehension of the situation. It was inconvenient, but not an emergency. Just more.. potentially embarrassing for Dixie than anything else.
Uh see... he said, continuing to stroke his beard.
Duh ya need any wood or anythun 'n there? he asked politely.
I dun' think at' fool ol wizard keeps any sticks o' branches layin 'bout in 'at "manicured" lawn o' his. I'd be happy ta--As he linked up with the party. Skye stay stand still and close his eyes.
A circle spreads in wide within 100 yards, follow up a grayscale environment inside of it. The naked silhouette of Linea filled with an overflowing of mana which more brighter than the average on like the rest of the party which is normal flow in their bodies. Dularach same case of Linea even in Dexie's too if the range reaches her.
Also within the range, notify what are those that got detected.
A sudden intense sensation of being observed raced up his back and caught his breath mid-sentence. Impulsively and probably more than a fair bit alarmingly, he grabbed the haft of his staff and spun around on the ball of one foot, suddenly facing away into the gloom.
Ed and Linea were completely unaware of any disturbance, other than perhaps what he himself was causing through his reaction. Ed was watching him somewhat intently, while Linea just looked into the fire, mostly oblivious to anything but the cold around her, judging from her body language.
"A bit jumpy aren't you pops?" teased the red-haired orc with a laugh.
Jack ignored him, and strained to make out what it was that had just cast a searching eye over him. He hated this tower, and suspected every manner of treachery from it, and its surroundings. He might well be a bit paranoid, but you dont live to be as old as him, in as harsh of a way of life as his, by being caught unawares. He strained his eye against the darkness, looking for movement across the grassy field, straining his senses to their limits to seek out what was potentially hunting him.
"what's going on? Are you OK Jack?"
Asked Dixie, clearly confused from her obstructed view from behind the gate.
THERE! he gruffed, pointing his staff in the direction toward the road.
Just at the bend---Ed turned his head away from Jack, and up at the road, then shielded his eyes from the fire.
"Good eyes old timer.."
Eye. he corrected flatly. He peered into the gloom intently. The shadowy figure was way too tall to be a person, and was lumbering up the road without a care in the world. Jack felt that was not the source of the disturbance he felt though. Tiny bits of movement in the wake of the larger figure cascaded across his vision, and the pieces snapped together.
I think it's Dula... He's got som'un wit' 'im, but...His voice trailed off, as if distracted by something.
It ain't the paladin girl... Who is'at wit' 'im?....Never felt 'em 'afore....He was confused. Why would somebody Dula was traveling with set off his danger senses like this, from that far away? It did not make any sense... Surely, if they were looking for the rest of the group, the big roaring fire would be more than enough signal on where they were-- What could have set him off like this?..
His thoughts wandered in circles.