[h2][center][color=00ff66]Calanon[/color] (& Brogach)[/center][/h2] [color=00ff66]Location:[/color]The Road [color=00ff66]Interacting with:[/color] His friends The group began to move up ahead. Calanon stood vigil over Cremwise, seeing Cyneburg stride up to the man and giving him a talking to. Calanon gave the druid a curt nod as if to say 'we're ready and with you. He won't leave my watch.' The Elf had a respect for the druid, and thought of her as endearing in many ways. Her manner seemed to shift often, but if nothing else, the fact that she was tied to nature as he was himself was an aspect to admire. Brogach thought so too, judging from the following snort he let out. A flutter to the side drew Calanon's glance, and he saw Gretchin having fallen in beside him. The Raven gave out a loud caw, and Gretchin seemed a bit perturbed at either the bird or Cremwise. Her words showed she would at least keep an eye on him with Calanon. It occurred to him that he had not noticed her approach until she was already right beside him. It was too bad she wouldn't go into detail on how she learned her skills, but he wouldn't pry. Still, the Elf must have been distracted, for even the stealthy were often spotted by him. Both reasons seemed probable, and he gave her a warm smile. He truly seemed to have become fast friends with the woman, even if she wasn't one to admit it. He decided to just walk and keep his silence, sheathing his sword strapping his shield to Brogach's side once more. He gave Keystone a nod as he passed him by whispering, picking up his words with his keen ears as if he had spoken normally. He would keep his sword within reach as they walked. Despite the danger and unknown ahead of them, he had a measure of peace knowing that he was surrounded by a few new companions and friends. The camp that followed however made his almost grab for his shield again.