[h3][color=a2d39c][b][center]Ntaj Zoov Yaaj[/center][/b][/color][/h3]
[Center][color=a2d39c][b]Location:[/b][/color] Forest near the Orc Camp
[color=a2d39c][b]Actions:[/b][/color] Catching up with Cyneburg[/center]

Ntaj just about to go about plucking a fowl when Keystone came over and started telling him something. Ntaj had no idea what he said, but he could tell from the tone that Keystone was displeased. Was it because Ntaj was going to try and help with the food? Was it because he didn’t wash his hands? Was it because he was mostly naked? Usually it was that. Ntaj’s habit of being mostly nude was very unusual, even back at Dark Star. He only got away with it back then because he was a prince, and no one except his mother would dare tell him to cloth himself.

[color=a2d39c]”Okay.”[/color]

Turning away from the cooking, Ntaj wasn’t sure what else he could do. He lacked the money and resources to make the camp any more comfortable than he already did. Perhaps he could strike a deal with the orcs to trade for their furs? Though he doubts Ntaj had anything they’d want. He did have a few useful potions, and that traveler’s anytool, but the former he wasn’t sure if the orcs and the latter Ntaj had no interest in trading away. Keystone mentioned something about wood, to which Ntaj figured he meant to get more firewood. Without Cremwise’s cart, the most ready source of dry firewood would likely be from the orcs. It had rained quite hard here not too long ago, and the day was still too young to have dried any logs on the ground. Still, romping through the forest wouldn’t be the worse way to pass the time.

Ntaj returned to his things and geared up, grabbing only his armor and weapons. As he was suiting up, he took out the Traveler’s Anytool and started messing with it. [color=a2d39c]”Hmm… This… This… And… Here.”[/color] Ntaj looked at his creation: some sort of iron horn. He gave it a quiet toot, and even then it made a fairly loud noise. Now if ntaj found any danger, like dire bears, elementals, undead, or gnomes, he could properly alert the camp. Now there was only one more thing he needed: A partner. Ntaj had been traveling long enough to know that it was dangerous to go alone. Normally he had Honey watching his back, and while Honey wasn’t realistically the most threatening creature ever, he did have a sharp nose and often found enemies long before Ntaj would. But with honey sent out on a hunt, Ntaj looked around the group for someone to help him gather firewood. That’s when he noticed Cyneburg head into the brush and decided to follow after her. [color=a2d39c]”Cyneburg! No go alone!”[/color]

Ntaj followed Cyneburg into the brush with the intent to ask her to help gather firewood, and watch their backs. Plus, if Ntaj’s weird dream from before was more prophetic than he realized, he could use Cyneburg’s help with dealing with that giant toad monster and other forest monstrosities. Undead weren’t the only abominations in this world, after all.