Tobias sighed inwardly as he felt the first raindrop. [i]Of course.[/i]

By the time the party had reached their campsite, it was pouring. Being wholly unprepared for this kind of inclement weather, the rogue was quickly soaked to the bone. At Fiona's direction, he directed the wagon to the cave, taking great care to avoid snagging the wheels on anything. Before long, the party had a fire going. 

Tobias's stolen clothes were soaked, and clung to him tightly. Overall, he imagined he had the appearance of a drowned city rat, which he supposed he sort of was. The thief held his hands over the fire, teeth chattering. Vaguely, he saw Hugh and Sana a short ways off, having some sort of intense conversation. [i]... Good?[/i]

The rogue was still glancing around, idly contemplating his misery, when he looked to the side and beheld Vaeri, as nude as the day she was born. Quickly, Tobias turned away - it was never a good idea to ogle women who could break him in half.

Suffice it to say, he was more than a little surprised when he looked to the other side and saw Fiona stripping down to her smallclothes. The thief looked back to the fire, his cheeks coloring slightly, and managed with great force of will to clamp down on the urge to make a crude joke at the situation. The women did, however, have the right idea - getting out of the wet clothes wouldn't be terrible. Tobias settled for pulling off his stolen shirt and tossing it aside, revealing the tapestry of angry whipping scars that covered his back as he did so.

The goblin - Drizzak - had asked how they were. "Well, can't complain. I could do with a hot meal, a bed, and a few naked..." he glanced around. "Well, a hot meal and a bed, at any rate."

As if on cue, Derrix the horseman returned and began roasting a healthy portion of meat over the fire. Tobias blinked slightly and raised his hands up to the sky dramatically. "Still waiting on that bed!"