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[color=ff681f][b]Time:[/b][/color] Morning
[color=ff681f][b]Location:[/b][/color] Camp of the misfits
[color=ff681f][b]Interaction:[/b][/color] [@princess] Mari, [@Apex Sunburn] Scathael, FIVE [@shiningsector][hr]

[color=ff681f][i]Count me shocked… She didn’t fuckin’ yell.[/i][/color] Thraash thought, finding the feat rather impressive. He might have asked how she managed it but Aerlyn was right there to remind the group about the infamous manticore and his ruthless band of goblins. The dragonborn found her priorities a tad off considering breakfast was announced as ready AFTER the reminder of the bounty. Regardless, he got himself a single serving seeing as there were two more mouths to feed this time around. Taking food from Aerilyn and Mari was one thing, but hoarding food from a kid was crossing a line.

[color=ff681f]“Listen, I’m game to hit the scum that attacked the village or the band of monsters in these woods but not including his ears, Scathael has a point about the kid.”[/color] Thraash poured the contents of his bowl into his raised maw, indulging in just his meal for a moment. [color=ff681f]“Gobs’ll kill anything, so the squirt ain’t gonna be safe unless she’s close to someone trailing the group.”[/color] Thraash took one good look at each person at camp. [color=ff681f]“I have an ax and Ears got a hammer. We’ll be in close and personal. Tincan.. He’s solid but I don’t trust him with the kid.”[/color] He shrugged at Five. [color=ff681f]“No offense bud, but we can all probably agree you’re far better at killing than protecting. So that just leaves the two elves, huh? Unless you got a better idea.”[/color]

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