Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20150904152042/@comment-5824038-20151020171840

'We do what we have to so that we can survive,' Nerrith tried to explain. 'Sometimes that can go too far, but regardless, few Ravens are inherently evil. Or at least that's what I've always thought. Perhaps outside perspective is right.'

'Look, does it really matter right now?' Jorvarr asked. 'We need someone who knows how to live in the wild, so I'm not complaining.'

The camp settled down, and the mound of earth was dug out enough that everyone could lie in it. All in all, their hastily-made shelter was perfectly functional.

After a meal of cooked fish the group went to sleep, waiting for morning to come and shed light on their situation.

[Timeskip]

The first rays of dawn pierced the cloudy sky and fell upon the faces of the mismatched captives. One by one they rose, ate a few more fish, and prepared themselves for the day.

'Right,' Jorvarr began, 'Are we ready to go? What do people prefer we do, split up to cover more ground, or head off in one large group?'