[center][h1][color=a36209]Angus MacAlister[/color][/h1][/center]

When he returned to the brazier, Angus had four woolen sacks with him. One of which appeared to be carrying something within it. Anyone curious about the contents of the sack would have their curiosity satisfied before they had the chance to voice it. Angus emptied the sack onto the floor, revealing pieces of what had once been a crate before being scoured thoroughly and then chopped into pieces by a handaxe. Angus threw the wood onto the brazier, set three of the empty sacks down next to the brazier while keeping one for himself, set up his bedroll, and turned in for the night.

Angus awoke to the sound of Roy shouting at someone. Angus sat up a bit and turned in the direction of the shouting to see a kobold. Normally, Angus would have flown into a rage fueled by his hatred of dragons and their servants and attacked the kobold. But he'd just woken up and he remembered all too well the warning the wraith had given them when they had entered. [color=a36209]"Pipe down ye daft sod!"[/color] Angus called out to Roy [color=a36209]"Some of us are still only wakin' up. Also, just let the little bastard run. If ye draw steel in 'ere, yer liable to piss off the wraith...Also, last night I found some sacks durin' me search fer wood. I brought back one fer each of us. They're by the brazier if ye want one"[/color]. With that said, Angus lay back down to get a little more shuteye before getting up.