Jakar fell into a steady pace at the rear. He knew that in all likelihood there was nothing to fear, but seeing his companions preparing for trouble brought a sudden surge of memories back, along with just a little bit of that macabre anticipation he used to feel in those tranquil moments before an offensive. He quietly readied his bow, his eyes scanning for even the slightest flickers of unnatural movement, ears pricked for any hint of concealed footfalls

(Perception: 16+2+1)


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Let me know if I'm doing these dice rolls right... natural 16, +2 proficiency bonus, +1 modifier, according to my calculations 
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