A brisk search of the hillock confirms it as the premier camp site at the edge of the fens. There is a crop of dead tree stumps near the top, to the other side of which is a relatively dry hollow that looks to have made sleeping "quarters" for perhaps half a dozen at one point, for it is bedded with brush and foliage.
There are other minor signs of former occupation to be found; a boot nail here, a handful of likely sling stone left in an idle pile there, and a dinted old cook-pot under a tree that looks very similar to those supplied by the Grey Hart's Quartermaster. There is no direct evidence of any struggle.
| Hunting at dusk in a mire could be challenging--and might risk attracting unwanted attention. For now, at least, everyone has sufficient rations for tonight and another five days thereafter.
So, will there be any attempt at hunting/gathering this evening? |
the Elf Medium (MV 12", AC 9, HD 1, hp 1/1, AL N) great cloak, lantern
; spells: color spray; scrolls: sleep, sleep, charm person
Hirelings: Georges; torch