MacConnell
Creator of The Untamed Wilds
Day 238: The Other Clan
Once the battlefield was gleaned, Indigo suggested a quick look in on the party's horses to make sure all was well with them. Taking only a few minutes to accomplish, the party returns by the same path, then turns westward, away from the Da'Roneh and toward the Deviard village.
The mid afternoon sun is still at such an angle upon the valley to cast long shadows. The Seekers, being overly cautious at this point, find themselves flinching at shadows, not out of fear but preservation. Each is ready to attack, not run.
After an hour of slow moving along a definite path, whoever is currently in the lead sees a bag, in plain sight, sitting upon an old felled tree.
Once the battlefield was gleaned, Indigo suggested a quick look in on the party's horses to make sure all was well with them. Taking only a few minutes to accomplish, the party returns by the same path, then turns westward, away from the Da'Roneh and toward the Deviard village.
The mid afternoon sun is still at such an angle upon the valley to cast long shadows. The Seekers, being overly cautious at this point, find themselves flinching at shadows, not out of fear but preservation. Each is ready to attack, not run.
After an hour of slow moving along a definite path, whoever is currently in the lead sees a bag, in plain sight, sitting upon an old felled tree.