"Well, least we know something for certain." he replied to Sana. "Something is gonna be waiting for us."

Bjoric continued along with the cart, keeping a warry eye on the sky in case the orb decided it wanted fresher bodies. He couldn't help but feel some hint of memory in regards to the orb. Probably a passage in a book he'd read decades ago but hadn't paid attention to.  He silently cursed himself for not reading it more closely. 

The sun was on the rise when Bjoric began to feel the lack of sleep getting to him. He almost didn't notice that the halfling had spotted something and most of the party had taken off from the wagon to investigate. Unable to shake the tiredness from himself, he climbed into the front od the wagon to pull on the warhorses reins. 

"What are ye durned fools yelling about now?" he called out, taking a standing position on the wagon bench to try and spot any that may be waiting in ambush.