Abbott smiles innocently at the accidentally knocked over mug(s) of various beverages from what could have been related to the goblin's practice swings with his new club. Jury's still out....
Not exceptionally good at carousing, both druid and rhinoceros busy themselves with tidying up the place a bit (while also dumping everything leftover foodstuffs into a sack). Both goblin and rhinoceros seem to be whistling while they work....
Helgash will get a room for the night.
He will have breakfast at the inn the next day, then go out to buy some extra rations before they depart.
There are three ponies in the stables that belonged to the previous party and are available to you to carry extra rations, etc.
The first time the 'club' came close to him, his food, or his drink, a large hand shot out and grabbed it tightly. "Stop doin' that inside. Or near me." He thought about adding a 'please' at the end, but didn't bother.
Zennek drank quite a bit that night but did get sleep. Sound sleep almost.
The next morning, the half-orc yawned as he came to the table to get breakfast. "mornin'." he mumbled before digging in.
Abbott smiles innocently at the Orc. Costello nods his apologetic affirmation.
The next morning, both goblin and rhinoceros are waiting outside for the rest of the company. Both are seen drinking coffee and smoking pipes.
Bees a good day fer traveling!
Nightmares of being enslaved to a job that never seems to end render the Monkeyman surly in the morning. In response to assorted greetings, he grunts, "Grrumph" as he gets some breakfast...
Having spent the previous evening sorting out his gear, he is ready to travel.
In the morning you head out the gate.
Helgash stretches his arms, happy to be outside, even if the prospects ahead of them are to face dire challenges - "Lead the way" - he smiled at Thoron.
The first day is uneventful, you encounter a few farmers, guards and other travelers heading to Zelkor's. You might see some small animals, but this close to the hamlet, it is largely hunted out. You are largely following the southern fork of Canyon river until it ends.
Samara and Marthek on third watch on first night roll perception please.
You see several small creatures attempting to sneak up on the camp.
Samara immediately engages to wake up the others.
"Look alive, mates - we got company!" - she gives alert, immediately arming herself with her shields - "Get ready, quick!"