
Ikkath Onetooth |
Male Half-orc Zen Archer monk 1

I must not let this become a waste of time. Ikkath's face twists into a disgruntled scowl, and he wordlessly walks the perimeter once more. This time, he looks for fallen or low-hanging branches straight enough to serve as arrow shafts. He also searches for feathers or leaves for fletching, and remaining near the edge of camp, begins to work what he finds into more arrows for his quiver.
Perception 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (17) + 8 = 25
Survival 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (13) + 9 = 22
Craft (fletching)1d20 ⇒ 15
The busywork helps take his mind off the frustration, and his surly demeanor returns to a calm, indifferent attitude.
Ikkath will do this until nightfall. Then he will keep watch, up to the last 8 eight hours of the night.