[b][center][color=#17c311][h3][i]Cyneburg[/i][/h3][/color]
[color=#17c311]Location:[/color] The Makeshift Camp
[color=#17c311]Interacting with:[/color] The Group[/center][/b]

[color=#17c311]"Not much,"[/color] Cyne replied, stifling a yawn. [color=#17c311]"I just suggested that we leave Cremwise here instead of, well, anyone else we have to offer. It looks like everyone's about to sleep and although Sana wants last watch, we haven't even set that up."[/color] Cyne pulled her bag in front of her and pulled out her pipe and some tobacco, preparing the herbs as she spoke to the pugilist. After saying those couple of sentences, she stopped speaking to finish the set up. Once she had a decent smoke going and puffed a few times to be sure that everything was in a stable position, she resumed speaking, her body posture slackening a bit.

[color=#17c311]"If you want to take every watch again, that's fine."[/color] The druid paused for a moment and took a hit from the pipe blowing a smoke ring out directly over the campfire, the convection coming from the flames making the ring wobble and morph, as if dancing to music that wasn't there. [color=#17c311]"I'm not quite in the sleeping mood yet, so I'm taking first shift regardless. I might not have an owl form or such handy at the moment, but my night vision should suffice, especially with all the orcs around giving us more eyes on watch, even if indirectly."[/color]