[right][img]https://i.imgur.com/sxd3fD9.png[/img][/right][hr]Just the smell of hot coals under the iron grate was enough to jump start Zak's appetite, and when his stomach grumbled lightly Zak pulled his eyes away from where Galahad was talking with the Marshal and blinked down at it. Man, he couldn't wait to get some real food in him. Currently he had his feet kicked up on a now-empty cooler, still holding the neck of his first bottle of the trip between two fingers.

When he looked up again Galahad was already on his way back to them and the Marshal was... standing by, waiting for something. The red headed WARDEN's brows raised curiously. As the war continued, deserters were becoming more common, but the Barghest squad [i]weren't[/i] deserters. That someone might think they were made Zak's skin feel prickly and put him in a bad mood. He'd leap right up to defend their honor if he had to.

[color=khaki]"According to the Marshall there's a gryphon causing havoc around this sleepy little town. Anyone up for some big game hunting?"[/color]

Zak blinked again. Ah, well it was nice to hear he wouldn't have to risk being court-martialed. A Gyphon problem huh?

He looked over at the Marshal and gave the man a half-smile. Then Ray mentioned cooking them. His gaze slid over to the meat in the man's hands. So close to going on the grill. His stomach growled again.

[color=EB829A]"I'm in,"[/color] Zak volunteered, raising his drink up in an imitation of a toast. Whether they ate before or after, not only was Ray right about availability, but it would probably help out the town. Place was on the verge of becoming a ghost town at this rate, probably gryphon problem or not. Still, they were WARDENs - shouldn't they help people now and then? A grin broke onto the young man's face and he stood up, stretching his neck. [color=EB829A]"Kind of lucky we stopped by then, huh?"[/color]