Rangar smiled behind Enien. The elf hadn't slept, yet she was the first one up, or active at least. "Yes. We should get moving!" Enien spun around, then seeing who had spoken grinned back at him. "You're up early." "Yes." He said, not offering any explanation, and walked back into the camp where he was met by a groggy Turthol complaining about the hour. "I got up to for you, and now you say 'get up'." He said, half teasing, half lamenting. "Forgive me if I'm a morning person." Chuckled Rangar "Sure, but I'll never understand how you get up so early." Turthol mumbled. "Well, don't try and match me then." "It'll be a cold day in," "Rangar?" "Huh?" It was Bregand. "Should we have a breakfast or not?" "Why not, I'm hungry." The company assembled by where the fire had been, and ate a small, cold meal before setting out toward the south road. Rangar walked for a good while in relatively good spirts until the road started getting foggy.
Great, first wild men, now fog. Someone clearly doesn't want us to make this journey. Thought Rangar right before he stumbled into Calmir. "Sorry." He mumbled. "No problem." The elf muttered back. "If this gets any worse, we'll have to stop." Said Wren. "Yeah. Everyone, don't lose your way; I think it's getting thicker." Called Rangar to the group, hoping they were all there, as he could no longer see them.
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