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[color=lightgreen]"Aye."[/color] Donovan nodded at the elder beast. [color=lightgreen]"Aye'll see what uh can do for em."[/color]

Giving the creature a polite bow, the large man took his leave, following Isidore out of the forest quietly. Though the hostilities had been dealt with, there almost seemed to be a remnant of unspoken tension in the air; causing him to stay completely silent for the journey back to camp. Once he and Isidore had rejoined the others, Donovan breathed a sigh of relief; though he knew full well that the group was likely still being watched, it was reassuring to know that they were no long trespassing on that creature's land uninvited. While Isidore got to work carving apart the boar, Donovan set to work hauling whatever fallen trees he could over to the fireside before snapping the long pieces into short logs using a decently sized, vaguely pointed rock, and the heel of his boot. As he made a pile of the newly prepared firewood, Augusta finally seemed to finish patching up Isidore, and had come over to ask Don if he was injured as well. 

[color=lightgreen]"Aye'm fine lass."[/color] Don turned to her with a beaming smile. [color=lightgreen]"Preciate' yer concern though."[/color] 

Eyeing the rather damp pile of logs before him, Donovan could tell that their current stockpile wouldn't last the night. They needed more wood, and the light was quickly fading. [color=lightgreen]"Say, would ya mind usin' yer magic tah dry this batch a wee bit? Aye'm gunna see if aye can find summore dead timber fore' et gets too dark tah see."[/color] 

Donovan eyed the forest's edge. The man knew that if he wanted to find more wood that was salvageable for the fire, he'd need to step back into the Elder beast's domain. Glancing back at Isidore, Don stewed on his thoughts for a moment as he considered what to do. Even though Isidore's actions had seemingly angered the creature, he himself seemed to be on at least relatively good terms with it. If he went back in alone, would the beast's attitude be more amicable? Could he perhaps even get it to elaborate on the vague prophecies it had mentioned? Maybe it could tell him a bit more about the world? So long as he took care not to anger it, there wasn't much likelihood that he would be in danger. 

[color=lightgreen]"Aye shouldn't be long. An be sure tah save meh some o' that hog if the lot uh ya eat without meh!"[/color]

Leaving his shield by the fireside, but keeping his hammer on his belt, Donovan entered the woods once more. 

Once he was a fair distance into the wood, Donovan slowly began to gather any suitable lumber into a pile. Only partway into laying the second log, he paused; calling softly into the woods around him. 

[color=lightgreen]"I got a few more questions fer ya-- if yah wouldn't mind meh askin."[/color]