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I already had Swims pull the fish out of the fire. Actually, it kinda smacked Veria in the head. Unintentionally, of course.
Swims readily allowed Veria to wrap his burned hand, though his other was unharmed. Still, he cringed and hissed with every pain that shot through him. "Why do burns have to sting so much?" He asked rhetorically. "I've burned my scales before, though. This one should get better in a day or two, no need to waste a healing potion on it. Maybe I should just sleep underwater tonight or something."

Once Veria was finished, Swims used his good hand to set up the fish over the fire, this time with a thicker stick. The fish was a bit dirty now, but it was nothing the fire wouldn't take care of. "Hopefully, we don't have to fight over the next day or two, but my sword arm is still good, at least."
Swims saw Veria blushing, but he assumed it was because she felt embarrassed that she was afraid of the wolves. Moving over and sitting next to her, he placed a hand on her shoulder and gave her a reassuring smile. "Don't worry, I know wolves and other beast can be frightening, but they are intimidated by fire. Plus, we have swords, knives, bows. I can even hit them with fireballs. I don't think we have anything to worry about. Nothing is going to hurt us."

Just as Swims finished speaking, the stick that the fish was impaled on broke and the entire thing fell into the fire. Without thinking, Swims quickly tried to grab the fish by the tail before it was all the way in the fire, but he severely misjudged where the fish was, and where his hand was going. He did manage to grab the fish and sling it out of the fire, but his hand was fully engulfed in the flame for a moment. Meanwhile, the fish ended up flying up and striking Veria on the top of the head.

"Ah, Xuth, ow, ow, owwww." Swims cursed as he waved his burned hand through the air. He then held onto it with his other hand and let out a pained hiss. "Ahhh, that burns. No one is going to hurt us but me, I guess."
"Agreed." Swims-With-Pride responded as he got dressed and picked up his armor and other belongings to take back to camp. They walked back together and arrived just as the fire was about to go out. Swims quickly dropped his things and got to work building back up the fire by adding more wood, and using a fire spell to keep it going. Once it was no longer in danger of going out, he had the idea of bringing the rest of the firewood close to their campfire in the hopes that it would dry out more thoroughly, and therefore be easier to burn.

Once they were settled in again, Swims grabbed his bag and pulled out some of the dried fish he had packed for their journey. He didn't have space in his bag for proper plates, bowls, and other cutlery, so he had to make a makeshift spit out of wet sticks. He had asked about how to do it before, but this was the first time he actually made one. Impaling the stick through the fish, he positioned it over the fire so it would cook. "Alright, hopefully that will be done soon enough. I certainly won't have a problem getting to sleep once we eat. I think the fire will be enough to keep away all the dangerous creatures."
Bold move, Cynric runs the risk of earning Sharee's ire if she catches him refusing orders. Things might get interesting if that happens. I look forward to it.
Swims nodded to Veria. "Yeah, I suppose. We'll definitely need to take more breaks tomorrow, though. I have a really hard time keeping up in that armor with how heavy it is. I suppose it might take us a bit longer to reach the ruin than I expected, but we should have enough supplies to last. We might need to buy some more in Blankenmarsh on the way back, but-" He began before he was interrupted by some rustling in the bushes nearby. Immediately, a rush of fear bolted through him. Was someone or something sneaking up on them? Was it dangerous? He wasn't in his armor, so would he be able to fight it?"

As soon as he could, Swims climbed out and grabbed his sword from the pile of his belongings. He crouched down and started to move towards the bush as stealthily as possible (which was not actually very stealthy at all). He raised his blade as he neared the bush, at which point a rabbit bolted out past him. Even so, the surprise of it caused him to fall on his back. Sitting up, he rubbed the back of his head and looked to Veria, his expression showing a bit of embarrassment. "Uh, false alarm, I guess."
Gave a shorter response. Since I don't use him as often as the others, I figure Lorag and Ariel could talk for a bit once they all return to their rooms. I have been thinking of ways to involve him more, and perhaps give us a quest to do relating to him, eventually.
Meesei stood up silently from her seat and approached Ariel. She wrapped her arm around her and gave her a hug, pulling her close to herself. "You are a friend to all who are like us." She said, choosing her words carefully, given the setting. "And you are especially a friend to us. As much as I wish you could remain with us, I fear our paths must diverge. When we leave, it may not end up being the last time you see us, depending on how tough the...challenges we face will be. I of course cannot guarantee that, but we will certainly not forget you." She said reassuringly, being careful not to directly mention the war with Vile.

Ahnasha smiled. As emotional of a moment as it was, she was currently in a good mood and wanted to try to elevate Ariel's, even if it was just by a small amount. "With as much as you have helped me, I certainly wish you could be there to see our cub be born. I have been thinking about trying to learn to draw recently; maybe I will become skilled enough to paint a picture the cub for you? I do not know how easy it would be to deliver an entire painting across the marsh, so...maybe a small one?" Since they had been traveling together, Ahnasha had actually become used to Ariel's presence, so it would be a real change for her to no longer be around. Of course, with the amount of danger they were expecting to step into in this war, that would probably be for the best.
"Um, yes, it's the day after tomorrow. Today is Morndas, actually." Rukeewei said a bit awkwardly, assuming that Ariel had been traveling for a while and had lost track of the days. "Well, at any rate, I'm sure you will enjoy yourself on both days. Have a good night." He said before going to his room in the basement of the inn.

Shortly afterwards, Lorag decided he was done for the night and headed up to the room he was sharing with Runt and Ariel. Meesei had essentially divided their belongings between rooms without much thought, not that it really mattered to him. He had no issue sharing a room with anyone. He got out of his armor, then, instead of taking one of the two beds, he sat down on the ground and leaned back against the wall, using his bag as a cushion. He didn't feel like taking a bed from either of the other two, and he was the type that could sleep on practically anything. Ariel had become more used to the pack's lack of modesty during their travels, but still, he decided to do her a favor and not undress completely. He didn't go to sleep for the moment and instead just leaned back and relaxed in silence.

Upon Fendros' question, Meesei looked to Sabine and Ariel. "We will remain in the city long enough for you to get settled, Ariel. I suspect that may take a few days at minimum, perhaps longer. After that, I'm afraid we will have to say our goodbyes. We will be heading to the nearest village we can locate for a suitable Hist tree. It may be possible for us to send letters to you, perhaps for updates on Sabine, but given how much we move around, I cannot imagine it would be possible for you to write back, unfortunately."
Yeah, it is the day after the next, but I was going under the assumption that it was Morndas currently.

Edit: Not really sure what to do. I think I'll just improvise.
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