[hr][hr][h1][b][i][color=6ecff6][center]Updates[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]
[b][color=6ecff6]Season:[/color][/b] Late Fall/Early Winter
[b][color=6ecff6]Time Of Day:[/color][/b] Late Morning on the 2nd day
[b][color=6ecff6]Weather:[/color][/b] Storm has hit - Mid winds, heavy rain
[b][color=6ecff6]General Ambiance:[/color][/b] Quiet outside of the storm
[b][color=6ecff6]Location:[/color][/b] North of Salarn in the region of Gorlf. South west of the Orc Settlement of Yzewz
[b][color=6ecff6]Setting:[/color][/b] Gorlf Northern Territory
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	Alright folks, the weather is still a problem. The rain is not letting up it seems anytime soon. While this is great for covering your tracks - the cold and wetness it not making things fun. Infact the wagon gets stuck in the mud about an hour into your journey. Over in the cave things seem calm, still bugs and such. While the fire is holding it has dwindled a bit - thankfully there doesn't seem to be a draft in the cave and you are able to remain dry. And over in the middle of the road where the hissy fit was being pitched - well look below, you will see. 

[hr][hr][h3][b][i][color=a187be][center]Kyra Altham[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3]
[center][b][color=a187be]Location:[/color][/b] Gorlf Northern Territory - About 90 minutes a head of the wagon, about 30 minutes from the cave.
[b][color=a187be]Interacting With:[/color][/b] Someone pitching a bitch fit in the middle of the road. 
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	[color=a187be]"Calm your tits woman, if I wanted to cause you harm I would have a weapon drawn or better yet would have put an arrow through your skull before I announced myself,"[/color] Kyra said as she shook her head a bit and crossed her arms over her chest. This one was going to be interesting to deal with that was for sure. She seemed to be dealing with some sort of mental problem, why she had been batting around in the middle of the road like she was under attack was beyond her but since she had now stopped at least that was over with. 

	[color=a187be]"Kyra's the name,"[/color] she said before anything else and her head turned slowly. Out of the woods from the other side of the road from where she had come from was two Orc scouts. Krya rolled her eyes as they stood there eyeing the, one with a crossbow aimed at them, the other with a great axe; both were standing next to each other about twenty feet from the women at Kyra's six o'clock. She did not need this right now.

	"You are in our territory humans, penalty is death," the one with the Axe stated. They both were close to seven feet tall and armored as a scout would be; why the fuck did they always have to be so tall?

	[color=a187be]"Shall we hold off on full introductions until after we deal with this?"[/color] she asked with a coy smirk playing on her lips as her hand held to her blades hilt.