[center][h1][color=39b54a]Bastian Felstead[/color][/h1][/center]

Bastian was slightly relieved when he heard the man speak. Perhaps there was hope for him, but he would still need time. As he spoke he mentioned a 'theater man' and turned his head in Marque's direction, who seemed very interested in a rock.

An icy wind then swept through the clearing. Bastian couldn't tell what chilled his bones the most: the wind, or the howls carried with it. The wounded man suddenly began a violent coughing spell. Bastian quickly dove into his medical bag to find something to help him, but then the man fell silent. He was gone. Bastian punched the dirt in anger and frustration. He had failed. He wasn't able to save even a single man.

Bastian was brought back to reality by Col's shouting. It seemed he had regained his wits. It seemed as though the squire wanted Lorenzo and Marque to join them in the storm of leaves that surrounded them and find weapons. However, Marque was obsessing over a rock and Lorenzo was still unable to walk, so he wasn't sure what Col expected to happen. At least Lorenzo had a bow. Bastian was, however, certainly in need of a proper weapon, so he took up Colley's sword and fastened the scabbard to his own belt. As he quickly packed up his supplies he attempted to come up with a plan. To his surprise he actually did come up with something, but he wasn't sure how good of an idea it truly was.

[color=39b54a]"I have an idea,"[/color] he said to Col. [color=39b54a]"It's not a great idea, but an idea nonetheless.[/color]

Bastian reached into his pack and pulled out his flint and steel.

[color=39b54a]"These beasts, as savage as they are, seem very uncomfortable around fire, and we are sitting in the middle of a very large tinder box. It may buy us some time."[/color]

He would leave Col to use his imagination to figure out what he had in mind. Bastian could think of no other way to hinder the beasts other than their innate fear of flame. Standing and fighting was unwise given that they were unaware of exactly how many wolfborn were coming. However, perhaps slowing them down and masking their scent with the smell of burning leaves and smoke would be sufficient. Not to mention a massive fire would surely attract attention and therefore, perhaps, some much needed assistance. 

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Blanket
3 days of rations
Flask
Flint and Steel
Kindling
Rope
Knife
Cloak
Medical Bag
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