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The X Phial · 05-08-2003, 11:37 AM

Bregand, who could barely see the horse he was leading through the fog, halted with the others. He heard Enien and Carmalita ahead of him asking for advice. He raised his voice, unaware that sound carries farther in the fog and was startled by the strength of his own voice.

"It seems to me that this is very much like the fog said to hang around the land of the Barrow Downs," he said, before lowering his voice again. "There is no way such a thing could be, however, since at the most we may have wandered too far south and entered the South Downs, similarly named but nowhere near as feared. There is no way we could have missed the road, even in such a fog.

"On the chance that this fog is unnatural, however, I suggest a scouting party. A few who know the land well, either through experience or learning should scout ahead while the others remain here. There should be good fighters in both parties.

"If both groups keep their wits about them we should all be able to find one another again, and scouting ahead will give us some idea of what lay before us. The group staying behind should start a fire if possible to help guide the scouts back to them."

Bregand then surprised himself by adding, "I volunteer to join the scouting party. I don't have the experience of some others, but I know the charts down to every curve of hill."

"Besides," he continued at almost a whisper, "I wouldn't be much help if someone attacked the stationary group."

05-08-2003, 11:37 AM	#11
The X Phial Shade of Carn Dûm Join Date: Mar 2001 Location: Out there with the truth. Come find me. Posts: 317	Bregand, who could barely see the horse he was leading through the fog, halted with the others. He heard Enien and Carmalita ahead of him asking for advice. He raised his voice, unaware that sound carries farther in the fog and was startled by the strength of his own voice. "It seems to me that this is very much like the fog said to hang around the land of the Barrow Downs," he said, before lowering his voice again. "There is no way such a thing could be, however, since at the most we may have wandered too far south and entered the South Downs, similarly named but nowhere near as feared. There is no way we could have missed the road, even in such a fog. "On the chance that this fog is unnatural, however, I suggest a scouting party. A few who know the land well, either through experience or learning should scout ahead while the others remain here. There should be good fighters in both parties. "If both groups keep their wits about them we should all be able to find one another again, and scouting ahead will give us some idea of what lay before us. The group staying behind should start a fire if possible to help guide the scouts back to them." Bregand then surprised himself by adding, "I volunteer to join the scouting party. I don't have the experience of some others, but I know the charts down to every curve of hill." "Besides," he continued at almost a whisper, "I wouldn't be much help if someone attacked the stationary group." __________________ But then there was a star danced, and under that was I born.