The enemy seemed suddenly wary, perhaps almost from the blue, enough so that they continued to spy the hunter in their midst time and again. They were truthfully right to be nervous as they seemed, the beast of a man would have killed them in their sleep just as carefully as he would have in a roaring frenzy with sword in tow if he had the chance to do either; an opportunity to exploit them was all he needed, all he really desired. Come to think of it, they had been wandering about this camp for some time with... virtually no success in finding this man they so needed it seemed. If it were to go on too much longer, the ruse would likely come apart faster - some of the dragon's zealots seemed to have been alarmed as noted prior, enough to put their work on stay for a short time.

Brannor, in this interim, began to devise a set of simple yet efficient means to an end, specifically that as he thought more about the cult and this raggedy camp that he would continue their ploy, if only to conceal the others. These scaly minded interlopers to the land hadn't the clarity to decipher them all, especially not if mislead. It seemed they were only concerned with him and something else, something in that cave which the warrior of the green mused on. Between what little he knew of the admissions of the cultists, caves, their motives and the almost snoring sound in the crates, it was their weakest point, emphasized by their hurriedness to return and delve into it.

Perhaps soon the huntsman could drive the blade straight into the heart of the matter and lay it down to rest, as would need be done with any sickly blight; diseased in mind men and true scaled monsters. So he took the time to admire his rusted, worn chains upon himself, thinking of the easiest way out of this danger would come when the moment presented itself. He knew well one way, but it was unreliable; he had never buckled iron before, yet he was sure he could do so if need arose. It would just be a matter of finding himself that deep into the thrall of the snarling, unquenched primal might. [i]That[/i] would be difficult, nothing the underlying animal need to escape did not provide, but for the moment flight was impractical.

The rest needed to make themselves useful. This was going on long enough.

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The hunter makes a [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/4629]13[/url] Insight (Wisdom) check to better determine what the enemy seems to be aware of specifically.
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[@Hekazu][@Ryonara][@Lucius Cypher][@Gordian Nought][@Irredeemable]