"Elras? What are you doing back there? It's time to go." Lilith deadpanned. "Come on, sleepyhead, slowpokes don't get breakfast."

Sky is startled by Sarrai'a, but doesn't fall this time. She accepts her help and places him on Sarrai'a's back.

*Sarrai'a shifts a little bit centering Caelus weight on her back before taking her spot back in the group*

"huh" He says wiping his eyes and looking at lilith. "Breakfast is provided?!" Elras quickly springs up and runs over to the group

The walk takes up most of the early morning, but becomes considerable easier once the riverbank and he road that snakes its way alongside it come into view and the group was no longer hindered by the underbrush of the wood. Soon enough they come to the Mundy logging camp. Or, as Cliver had told them on the way, Fort Mundy.

It sat in a clearing beside the river. In the center was a large barricade made of sturdy logs lashed together and buried upright in the ground, their tops sharpened to points. Around this fort a crude moat, five feet deep, had been dug and connected to the river. The only way up the the gate was a land bridge, and that was beset on both sides by more pointed logs buried in the ground at angles as though to deter siege equipment. One side of the fort had gotten a crude repair job, with more wood stacked in front of a hole about the size of the wolf beast they had killed last night. Off to the right side of the fort a dock extended into the river out to an old riverboat bobbing along in the water and off to the left was a clearing of stumps, evidence of the mens stated profession. As the group approached a shout went up from along the wall as a lookout spotted them. Another man came running up to see them, took one look at Cliver, the turned to the other lookout and pressed something angrily into his hand before leaving in a huff. Cliver frowned and pointed him out.

"Just yesterday that scab was telling everyone who would listen how sure he was that I'd win." He said, before getting serious as they walked up to the gate. "Right, now these guys are kind of spooky. All this stuff," he said, waving at the fortifications, "was here before the beast showed up. These are wood men, so Clover, it would be more comfortable for them if you didn't let on that you were a nymph. Oh, and Lilith? That tree I mentioned they were here looking for? I'm not allowed to tell anybody about that, so don't bring it up."

*Sarrai'a looked up at what she could of the fort, it was quite impressive, especially for a woodsman's camp, she wondered whether it would be better for her to just stay in her wolf form or not, as most people don't react as well as Cliver had to lycanthropy*

"Mention what? I didn't hear anything." Lilith answered wryly with an attempted look of ignorance, "Now come on, I'm sure the rest of you are hungry. Cliver is there any place I can get food for my party?"

Clover looked at the fort with a mixture of fear and anger. So much wood, wasted on a fort that wasn't even enough protection to keep a beast out. But she wanted to go inside. She did not wish to miss anything, and she certainly didn't want to ignore this place while it was stationed in her forest.

She pondered. How to cover up the fact that she was a nymph. She had clover flowers growing from her head amidst her hair. Without a hood or a way to put her hair up to make the flowers look like decoration, she had no idea what to do.

Sky looks timidly up at the fort, suddenly feeling the urge to cover up her wings once more, though it was a bit too late at this point. She suddenly wonders if this place was anywhere near her old home, and while she doubted it, it still made her nervous to think someone may have heard of her. Or worse, wanted to force her to return. She hides slightly behind Sarrai'a.
She didn't think of using it, but she still had the cloak with her.

*Elras whistles as he sees the fort obviously a bit more impressed than the other members of the party "Nice place you got here" He says as he takes a few steps forward looking around*

Lilith, taking notice of Clover's predicament, swiftly removes her witches hat and places it upon the little nymph's head.

"Stay by me and you'll be fine." Lilith whispers, "Don't worry, I'll cover for you."

Clover looked up at Lilith and gave her a small smile.

"Thank you." She whispered back.

"There's food inside, hold on." He says, walking up to the gate and knocking three times.

"What's your name?" says a voice from the other side.

"Rosewood." answers Cliver.

"What do you support?" the voice asks.

"The making of trees into boats." answers Cliver.

There the sound of a lock unlatching, and the heavy wooden gate swings out to the let them in. In front is a large, burly man with a tragically scraggly beard. He takes a few hasty step back when he sees the entirety of those accompanying Cliver. "Why you got wolves?" he says, looking over the group before eyes on Sky and dropping to the ground in supplication.

Beyond him lies the whole of the camp. On the left side sits a few long buildings that appear to be a communal bunkhouses. Off to the right is an area filled with the tools of the lumber trade, for rendering the long trucks down to more manageable sizes. Off to the side of that was another gate, leading out onto the dock. In the center stood a single large building of better make than the bunkhouses, and behind that in the back was what looked like the hastily repaired livestock pins.

Cliver walks up and pats the gatekeeper on the shoulder. "Not an angel. This is the guild, the one the boss hired. They saved my life, so paying your respects is fine. But this is to much."

The man stands back up bashfully. "Breakfast still on?" Cliver asks him, an the man nods. "Alright," he said, leading the party to the long building and pushing open the doors.

The activity in the room stops the moment they walk in. Men at long tables, half through with the most important meal of the days look over the group. Some look at the Sarrai'a with fear. Some look at Sky with reverence. Some look at Lilith and Clover with utter confusion. Some look to Cliver, expectantly.

He claps his hands, the sound echoing across the silent room seeming to break the spell holding the men, and yells, "Make way for the conquering beast slayers!"

There's a moment where every man sucks in their breath, and the then a cheer goes up across the hall. Cliver turns back to the group and goes, "That means you're invited to breakfast."

Lilith flinches at the sudden loud noise, being someone who is unfortunately easily startled despite her work field, but sits down for breakfast nonetheless, keeping Clover close. They seemed like kind people, but seeing how frightened Cliver reacted towards Clover, she knew things had the potential to turn sour. She also prayed to whoever was listening that Sarrai'a wouldn't act up.

*Sarrai'a looked out over the room and wished that she had the ability to speak while in this form to allow her to change back, but with the fear the woodsman gave to just her wolf form, she decided it best to not reveal to them that a Lycan was among them*

Sky's eyes widen, it had been a long time since someone had reacted like that. She was grateful for Cliver's explanation but as they walked in the hall, she beside Sarrai'a, it seemed everyone else needed to be told as well. Though whole thing made her uneasy, she kept her head held a bit higher than normal. This reaction was simply a product of how she was raised. And she did not like it one bit. She was about ready to bolt out of the hall if one more person even looked at her in that way again.

*Sarrai'a looked around at the people eating and realized that she was quite hungry, but it would be difficult to get anything to eat in this form, as such she walked out of where everyone was to a place where she could set Caelus where he would be comfortable before shifting into her normal form and reentering where everyone else was, and joining the rest of the guild at a table*

The guys at the long table scoot over to make room and almost immediately start asking questions while piling pancakes and eggs in front of them, with a few more waving the ones hesitating in the doorway over. They're interested in the beast, and the battle, and you, and where you're from, and are those wolves where did you get those?

You are the most interesting people in the room, and probably the source of a pretty good story. They're not giving you the third degree, they expect and desire your bragging.

*Sarrai'a not being one for bragging, or wanting to let on what she is tells simply what she did during the fight, but replacing her claws with her short sword, as she enjoys the food and company, after explaining about what she did in the fight she told them about the village she had been born in, how it was built up in the trees and because she was quite tall for those that came from her village she would always hit her head on doorways while she lived there and how it felt so cramped which is why she headed out to see the world.*

Lilith instantly starts digging into her food. When was the last time she had pancakes? It had been forever. She had honest to goodness forgotten that syrup tasted so heavenly. The sudden interest in her expiditions was something she had nearly forgotten as well, her face flushed bright pink from all the attention, and she answered all the questions with a smile, and admitted that she hadn't really done much in the fight besides serve as a distraction.