Terre Haute expedition: Camping Day 1

[lord_wizard]

[It's been a more or less uneventful day of travel for the expedition team. Not unexpected for the first leg of such a trip, and with any luck, it will stay that way.

As the sun starts to get low in the sky, Felix signals the group with a sharp whistle to stop, shortly after he feels the change. They've entered the Dead Zone. That sudden loss of power for anyone used to that sort of thing. Not an easy thing to adjust to, at first.]

"We've crossed into the border of the Dead Zone now. We should stop here for the night. Those of you with experience, help set up camp as needed. And I recommend a few of you working out a watch schedule. You never can tell what might be out here."

SET UP | CAMPFIRE | IN THE NIGHT

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[bow_of_the_galadhrim]

[This is one of the people who don't sleep. Like... ever. So he's taken to keeping a watch, both on the rest of the campsite and anything that might wander into the camp. A pair of twin knives he'd gotten from the blacksmith were hung in their sheaths at his back and over his back was a quiver. The bow, the Galadhrim bow that Galadriel had given him during the War of the Ring, was held so he could act quickly and a long cloak hung from his shoulders.]