With Vellina on his shoulder he continued to listen and observe the others. He was impressed with his little group, Cait had deemed it necessary that he wander among them so he had the most of it. His archer mentality was to stay in the shadows or up high and strike from afar, that leaves most with the social charms of a rotting stump. However his clerical studies and practices of Cait the Capricious required him to advert fate in the most dire circumstances or play practical jokes as he followed in the trickery domain of his fickle god.
He moved about in a slightly duplicitous manner as most the others, up to the point when he reached a tree about thirty feet or so to the east. Seeing that most of the lad was covered in thick growth he decided to take advantage of his outfit. Using the hooks, he set upward in a climb to take a lookout postion.