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In the Taldan Horse there had been many personalities. Some people entered military service because of a family history service. Others to find adventure. Many, especially those among the ranks of the Taldan unbearded class, sought to advance their station. Escape, madness, patriotism, revenge--everyone had a motivation. And yet they were expected to work together as one: a unit. Rather than falling into a regimented line, many people seemed to develop a distinct personality, or at least behavioral traits that would distinguish them from their fellow soldiers. In a small way, Benjamin suspected that it was subconsciously a desire calling out: "Please remember me when I catch an arrow to the neck."

Benjamin wonders at Pertih's outburst: the unprovoked misogyny, the barking, the glowering, the accusations of wasting time when they were merely answering the question that he had asked. Was it an act? A personality crafted to distinguish himself and get what he wanted, like so many drill sergeants Benjamin had interacted with. Or was it truly who he was?

The ex-soldiers also raises his eye at the "present company excluded" remark related to "evil entities." Did he mean the rougarou? Or himself? And why assume that the kobolds were inherently "evil" rather than merely protective of their territory? Sarenrae taught that none were beyond the possibility of redemption if such was offered in good faith.

To that end, Benjamin's eye flickers over to the half-elf. "That's not what he said," he corrects. "We're to avoid the kobolds lest we meet the same fate as the last group."

Hells, if the previous scouts were powerful enough to issue a Sending--even whispering wind--then there was no point seeking out death so recklessly.

Benjamin looks back to the gnomish leader. "Any other parameters for the...

"so 3 days to get the lay of the land? sounds simple enough I suppose, better to know whats around us before we go slaughtering the natives eh?" he said dryly. He smiled at the exchange between the foreign half elf and taldan knight, "I think the Tian is right Ser, if the last group of "scouts" as it were, he said looking around at the 4 of them,"was Slaughtered its likely the kobolds considered them a threat and we must assume they will consider us a threat, a renewed one at that. I'll be surpised if they don't find us while we are out there..." he says looking off into the forest and mountains before them.

I suppose Gud can probably take care of himself in the wild, he's part animal. but the taldan knight looks like he wont know what to do without a field issue tent and cookpot. The Tian half elf? Well either he knows what he's doing out here or he's an idiot and I'll know by the time the first night witch it is. he thought to himself.

Axaj scowls fiercely at Tachibana, snapping out No! dont kill the kobolds. goat kissing fool...

Pertih looks askance at Axaj; it is clearly evident he begins to regret his decision. As he is about to say something, Benjamin asks his question, diverting the leaders attention from the immediate concern.
Hmm? Parameters? Oh. oh, no. Ah, well. I suppose, let's try this. Leave and be back in three days. Follow the north river as long as you think it'll take, and then come back. But take it easy! I fear that those scouts may have kicked up a hornets nest, and we are not ready for such an attack. There's women to protect he looks at everyone for signs of understanding.

He looks to the gnome,"If folks are looking for work and we have axes a palisade wall would do wonders. If barbaric kobolds see such a poorly defended hovel they wont think twice about attacking. Even a few dozen logs in the ground might give them pause." he says sternly before joyfully saying to the group, "Well, what are we waiting for? North is that way."

It wasn't cold.
It wasn't too cold.
it certainly wasn't too cold for someone from a logging camp in the mountains of Andoran.

Hasperat, or Hat, as he told the others to call him, had just finished up his morning jog of laps around the settlement, well the camp that might one day be a settlement. He seemed to be one of if not the only one who didn't mind the cold if the steam rising from his bare chest was any indication, he was a bit warm right now from the exercise.

He ran up to the wolf headed one,"Good morning t'ya Gud, is the cat good?" he says as he slices off a portion, before splitting it in two and tossing half to Dukat, who had suprised him both by how much he had grown in the months the journey had taken to get here, and how many feathers he had, which Hat suspected helped him deal with the cold better than a normal lizard might.

Hearing the gnome rage in the tent he says, "Oh are we finally going to start surviving here sir? Hat reporting for duty, if games in these woods, I'll find 'em."

oh I think so haha, though it looks like Benjamin is from high society? Hasperat, or Hat for an nickname, is decidedly low born and has a bit of a disdain for the "noble" class after too many seasons in a logging town. they might butt heads at first

here is my new character, I'll work on putting up a proper backstory but the basics are he was a town guard at Falcons Hollow and won a giant egg in a dice game. The Egg hatched and he fell in love with the little T-Rex who came out of it. After a year it became apparent that the small logging town was not welcome of a growing giant. Hasperat had also grown sick of the corrupt town leaders and the logging consortium and took the first opportunity he could to get on an expedition north.

As a goliath druid he'll be able to enlarge both himself and his animal companion, Dukat, spontaneously and I'll be building him to be a tanky shape shifter so he' starting with toughness to help out with that.