[center][h2][color=silver][u]          [b]Kreneas Shadeweaver[/b]          [/u]
[color=silver][sup][sup]Current Location: Mirkwood Outskirts[/sup][/sup][/color]
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[center][color=silver][i]"Let your plans be dark and impenetrable as night, and when you move, fall like a thunderbolt." - Sun Tzu[/i][/color][/center]
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With their orders, the group had sallied out deep in the Mirkwood. Kreneas was relatively silent compared to the two cousins, loud and obnoxious despite the task at hand. The cousins were nervous about their mission, and the only way to relax was through their mouth. The magus often had to remind them to be silent as they strode through the woods on the horses the company had given them. Knowing that their raised voices might alert the orcs that they were hunting, Kreneas positioned himself ahead of the group to take any coming blow that would've surely killed the distracted youngsters. Their battle readiness was something both Kreneas and Irime questioned, and it would be a severe blow to their forces to lose any soldiers.

By the time the sky had blackened with a starry night, Kreneas held a hand up in the air to signal the party to stop. [color=silver]"There. See the outreach protruding near that fallen tree? It is, in my opinion, the best place we can camp for the night."[/color] He pointed towards a small inclined section of the Mirkwood. Higher than most of the nearby land, it wouldn't have been the best camping spot if it weren't for the trees that surrounded it like a large cloak hiding the hill from prying eyes. [color=silver]"What do you think, Irime? It has natural defenses, and we would have an aerial view for, I'd say, a mile or two."[/color] Kreneas turned to look at Irime as he spoke, his horse splashing some water from the creek they were standing in. He kept a look out as Kreneas waited for Irime's reply, scanning the forest for any sign of orc inhabitants, although Kreneas was in no rush to hear Irime's opinion. Irime happened to have a lot on her mind, from her family to possibly dying on the battlefield, so he calmly and politely waited for the archer to gather her thoughts to formulate a decision. In any case, there wasn't much of a need to hurry, for the forest seemed clear. For now.

[@Wick]