[b][center][color=#17c311][h3][i]Cyneburg[/i][/h3][/color]
[color=#17c311]Location:[/color] The Makeshift Camp
[color=#17c311]Interacting with:[/color] Satilla, Ntaj, Keystone, Sana, [/center][/b]

Cyne looked at the witch sleepily request to be woken up when she was needed and that she would be fine with any shift and found herself to doubt that either of those statements contained more than a kernel of truth. From the look of things, she would be knocked out for the whole night. Not that there was anything wrong with that. Full night of sleep did wonders for your sense of well being. She'd probably get second watch anyways.

[color=#17c311]"Ntaj,"[/color] Cyne called out to the other half-orc, who seemed to be content singing to himself. [color=#17c311]"Are you going to take a shift on watch?"[/color] Regardless of Ntaj's answer, she would take another puff of her pipe before addressing Sana's proposed plan.

[color=#17c311]"And what, pray tell would you two do if you ran into a large group of undead as you were rushing to get to or from Salarn? The reason most of us are even traveling together in the first place is for safety in numbers. The threat is different, but the principle is the same, no? To give up that benefit for speed in a situation where we don't quite have a time limit would be impatient at best. And no offense, we are supposed to be brokering peace, from what I gather of your temperament you wouldn't really be suited to such a task. Calanon seems like a nice guy but I don't know if he'd be able to get much headway. Meanwhile we'd all be sitting here in an encampment of orcs that don't trust us."[/color] Cyne puffed again on her pipe.

[color=#17c311]"To put it short, I think it's too risky and unlikely to work out."[/color]