She shook her head, "No, just toss them here. It's only a burn. I can handle this myself, but I thank you for the offer," she answered with a grin. She glanced at Goldleaf and shook her head, "I'll keep watch this night. I'm not one for sleeping while I'm out on the road. You may go ahead and rest, you are in good hands. Worry not, little one."

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Set 1: Nurr | Set 2: Me

She grins at Maeth, "I'll join you. I cannot sleep either. Too much..." Her eyes go to the stars, and a small smile touches her lips.

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By Goldstrike

"I don't need sleep," Garsun grumbled gently, "I slept not too long ago it seemed, and have done nothing but sit here in the mean time."

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[You all post so fast. It is so hard to keep up, especially when I can only truely get on once a day.]

Drogo glanced around the circle at the fire for quite some time. He had finished his soup, and, by now, he could have finished it ten times over. His stomach could surely hold that much.

However, from looking at the sky, Drogo alas set the bowl and spoon down next to him instead of stepping up to get around bowlful of soup and took the incitiative to lay down and fall asleep as was the suggestion of a varied few around the group.

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(Shall I skip to morning? )

It was dawn, and Goldleaf was awake. The fire had died out during the night. She stood up, looking around. A few of the members of the party were asleep, others were still awake, sitting round the camp. Goldleaf took a breath of fresh air and picked up the woolen bag she'd left on the forest floor, slinging it over her shoulder.
"We should set off soon," she said to the few who had stayed up all night, awake, as had she. "Best to make an early start so we don't get to Osgiliath too late."

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~~Siggy by Lembas~~

Rain had gone back over to her tree to sleep. She awoke with the sun, which was still dim from black clouds over the eastern sky. The air was cool, so Rain hugged her cloak around her after she put on her belt with her sword, and her quiver of arrows and her bow. She also had a small pack attached to her quiver.

"Fine with me," she said. "But first something to eat." Rain pulled a loaf of waybread from her small pack, and ate a small portion, and put the rest in her bag...

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Goldleaf smiled. "I'm not hungry," she said. "I suppose everyone else will be wanting breakfast, though." She looked around and then sighed. She was anxious to see Osgiliath again, to see if anything had changed there. A cool breeze was blowing through the forest this morning; it looked like it would be a nice day.

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~~Siggy by Lembas~~

She looks down at the group from a tree where she had taken residence for the night. A tiny smile on her elven features, she nibbles on an autumn lock, her gaze towards the eastern horizon. The journey would be fun. It always was. But she wondered if.... She blinks out of her reverie and absently pulls out a small dagger.

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By Goldstrike

She opened her eyes rather unhappily, she was never fond of getting used to the bright sun in the morning. Even though she had stayed up all night, the change in lighting still was a shock. "Ugggh...make it stop," she said to Saira while pulling her hood over her eyes, in a comically childish gesture. She took the cane off her lap and used it to pull herself off the ground, her leg had become stiff from sitting for too long, and she was paying for it now. She shook the limb to try and circulate the blood, but it would take a while to return to normal. She limped over to her friend, leaning heavily upon her cane, "Are we leaving now, or are we to have breakfast?"

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Set 1: Nurr | Set 2: Me

Goldleaf called over to the two Elves. "We should be leaving soon," she said. "You can have breakfast if you like but I think that we should leave as soon as possible." She folded her arms, the plain blue material on her sleeves fluttering in the breeze. She smiled then turned, looking around the camp, making sure everything was fine.

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~~Siggy by Lembas~~

The half-Elf shrugged and gave a grin to Saira, "Toss me another thing of fruit, would you, lass?" She limped over to the rest of the camps occupants and prodded them with her cane, chuckling, "Morning all! Get up. Time to go, and what not."

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Set 1: Nurr | Set 2: Me

Goldleaf laughed and remained standing. It was still early morning, and the sky was pale. She looked around, her hair wafting in the breeze like a cloud of gold. "Oh, to be on the recieving end of a cane," she declared jokingly. "Don't prod them too hard."

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~~Siggy by Lembas~~

Garsun found that he had fallen asleep in a sitting position where he had been sitting the evening before. He found himself being probbed by Meath's cane.
"Hm... I'm up, I'm up!" he said, jumping to his feet. "Did I miss anything?"

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She shook her head and leaned on her cane for a moment to answer, "Nay, Master Garsun. I just wanted the rest of the group up to share in the...'pleasant' morning," she said wrinkling her nose. "It smells here. We need to bury the bodies or burn them...both would be best, but we don't have much time. Ah, well. There's nothing for it now, I suppose," she said, her tone drifting off near the middle to where she was just talking to herself. She pursed her lips and hobbled off to speak to her friend about it.

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Set 1: Nurr | Set 2: Me

Goldleaf looked at the orc corpses, frowning. "It's true, there's not much time to do anything about it," she said. "Our hesitation prolongs the journey." She flexed her hands and sighed. "Well, is everyone ready to go yet?"

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~~Siggy by Lembas~~

With a chuckle she throws Maeth a small packet of food, having it land on her head. "Sorry mumsy, couldnt resist." Hopping down lightly she lands next to her and looks around. "I think that leaving them is alright. If anything, the stench would throw off our own scent past this point... But one never knows with this chasing business. If we make good time - even with injuries - we should be in the White City on three days. "

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By Goldstrike