Dorisma woke up suddenly, startled by a touch on her shoulder turning to face her attacker. Then she remembered where she was, the ragtag group of heros that had saved the town. She nodded to the troll as he went off to sleep and took her in place next to the small campfire with a large rock next to her, eyes constantly roaming the darkness. After an hour or so she began to wish something would show up just to break the monotony. Still a ways off from dawn she considered waking the fishman to assign him his watch, but the fish had expressed that he was rather physically exhausted and needed his rest to be useful. Dorisma decided to take R'Lyeh's watch as well, once again nothing happened until the sun began to rise. Dorisma's stomach rumbling reminded her that breakfast was required and as far as she knew nobody had any more food than she did. She paced the camp restlessly waiting for everyone else to wakeup so they could decide what to do next. Although she wasn't really sure what the plan was, really all they had done was happened to all fight a human. What was the next step? They couldn't just attack a human settlement, so what were they to do, become bandits? Dorisma thought this over carefully as she waited for the rest of the camp to wake up.