[h3][color=a2d39c][b][center]Ntaj Zoov Yaaj[/center][/b][/color][/h3]
[Center][color=a2d39c][b]Location:[/b][/color] In a tree near the camp over his tent
[color=a2d39c][b]Actions:[/b][/color] Getting comfortable[/center]

Ntaj woke up with a start, looking around. It was dark, though thankfully his dark vision allowed him to see around him, albeit in gray scale. He rubbed his eyes and readjusted himself, uncertain how long he had been asleep. He could vaguely make out words of the other adventurers in the camp, so either he wasn't asleep for long or they were still awake. Ntaj didn't expect to actually fall asleep on a tree branch, so he carefully got out of the tree and started to walk around a bit. He needed to get his body moving if he wanted to stay up and keep watch.

Of course, while there was some conversations here and there, everyone was trying to get to sleep. Ntaj, not wanting to disturb them, didn't walk around the camp for long. He simply warmed himself up by what was left of their cooking campfire, taking in the aroma of their dinner. Picking up a sick, Ntaj took out his pipeweed and used the embers to light it up, resting by the fire. [i][color=a2d39c]"Tomorrow we're leaving. Feels like I haven't really accomplished much today. Made camp, ate food, walked around the forest... Couldn't even find any firewood either."[/color][/i] Looking around, it did seem that they lacked much wood for a decent campfire anyways. He did bring back a few branches that could be dried, but he had neglected to keep them warm by the fire, which was now starting to die.

Figuring that since he failed to bring useable firewood, Ntaj could occupy his time replenishing their supply. Without Cremwise's wagon or charity from others, having dry wood for a fire was going to be hard to come by in this rain soaked forest. So Ntaj briefly went back to his tent, taking out the single log of firewood he kept in a waterproof bag. He would try to dry the remaining wood he had brought for tomorrow. He debated trying to make charcoal out of what wood they had, by decided against it as they would need more wood and more importantly, time. Perhaps if Ntaj was fortunate in this land that has seen war, he could find some discarded weapons that he could trade for supplies. Turning to the campfire, Ntaj piled the wood he had brought from the forest and layered it near the campfire before putting his own log at the center. Coaxing the flames, soon Ntaj's log was on fire and would steadily begin to burn. Ntaj figured he had a good two hours for this single log before it burned out. And since it was by itself, it didn't really produce much heat. So he pushed the other branches closer to make sure they absorb heat.

Assuming that there isn't going to be rain tonight, Ntaj figured that the wood would be usable by morning. He'd make sure to put out the fire anyways if he decides to go to sleep sometime within the next few hours, and try to cover the wood as well. Warmth was an important part of life, and fire, for all it's destructive power, is essential to survival. Taking a few more puffs from his pipeweed Ntaj sat near the campfire to tend to the flame.