"Yeah, no way I'm risking falling in the drink," Gud grumbled. He dropped to all fours and began the slow crawl across the log.
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Gud had been eager to ask for more details but that one comment ”evil entities” had been clearly directed at Gud and it had knocked all wind from his sail. Hell, the gnome had not even tried to hide his glare. There had been a time when Gud would have gladly given someone the “evil entity” that they saw but here, in this unclaimed land, he just wanted a clean start. So, Gud bit his tongue and pretended not to notice. Standing at the edge of The WItches Pot, Gud took in the makeshift lift to the other side. ”If no one else wants to do it,” Gud grumbled to Tachi, ”I’ll go first.” He took a cautious step forward ”Worked well enough for the first group, right? I mean” he grinned at the others, it was kobolds that likely killed them, not this.”
”Gudhyst Boiye,” the rougarou stated. ”Do you hear how the ‘u’ is back in my throat when I say it? No? Ok, well, that’s why it’s easier to just call me Gud.” Gud nodded to the chatty cook and accepted his rationed meal. Something about eating cat struck Gud and he started to chuckle and he walked away. He tucked his chin in against a particularly frigid gust of wind and headed back to the circle around a pitiable campfire. Someone had been smart enough to pull a wagon nearby to block the harshest of winds from those sitting around the fire. Still, Gud picked a spot where his back would take the brunt of any chill. He took a bite and chewed while staring off into the distance. It had been weeks since anyone had bothered him with any “who,” “what,” “when,” “why,” or “how’s” and he was finally starting to feel a bit like his old self again.
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