Robert
He was making his way over to the carts with the kitchen tools, as he rides, and drags his puppy, he calls out "Master Rawntha all in order? Anyone hungry because I think we should camp and rest, what say you!?!"

As he waits for a reply he sees it... 'its is IT!... That color.' He unmounts immediately and Yearning stops as he starts to walk over to the turtle.

Keladan stirred, he was flopped over Roxy's saddle like a blanket would be. He felt like what came out of a horses rear. With a groan, he pushed himself up and slid down the side of the shell landing on his feet. A wave of nausea and light headed-ness hit him and he surpressed the urge to be sick. Not again. He could hear the clamour of voices and the sounds of.. He wouldn't know. A camp being set up. He wasn't a captive as far as he could tell.. Roxanne looked at him and he patted her side reassuringly. She grunted and did a turtles version of rolling her eyes, before going back to the sweet nettle she had scored
 He exhaled deeply, fighting against the ache in his skull and nausea he strolled to the other side of Roxanne, seeing caravan carts and dwarves. Ah, another elf. He smiled and then had to do a double take.
"YOU!??! G'ah!" 
 He stumbled back and rested a hand on Roxanne's shell, who ignored his outburst... But what was this young ranger doing with these dwarves.. And where was that tailed* Woman who saved him.. What exactly was going on currently. The combination of seeing this ranger and being the damsel of the day was a lot for his mind to process.
Regina
"All's in order, now that you're back, mister Kro. But... It seems we need to adress the turtle in the room, so to speak ."
Robert
"I'll say that we do" In a confusing stone. He takes the shoulder of the man with some force and casts lesser restoration to remove the fatigue from casting, He starts to bring up his left hand, palmed closed in a first and in the direction of the man's face.

He takes his thumb and index, now holding a red cherry-like berry, and shoves it in his mouth. Then walks away to Yearning

Mounting again he calls out "If we don't camp here then the wagon can keep carrying this for me." It might seem like sweat to some running down his face, but the perceptive may catch the line coming from the eye is a tear.
Margaret
*While the others decide whether to camp or move on, Fey'll wander up and down the edges of the trail, not leaving the sight of the caravan, to see if any of the plants have anything she can use to top her stock back off. She has enough supplies, still, but, ya know. Since there seems time. She'd make sure to pass by where she'd left the turtle and its rider, and comment as she goes by,* "Ah, pretty-boy's awake!" 
*If he tries to catch her attention more, she'll stop to talk. Otherwise, she'll keep going on her half-scouting, half-foraging rounds.*
Robert
The elf was taken aback by the rangers casual demeanour. He was then surprised even more and clenched his hand into a fist before Kro lessened his fatigue with a restoration spell and forced a fibrous berry beyond his lips. He knew the taste of it and chewed. It was not what he expected from the young ranger.. He seemed to want to be leaving after that and... Was that a solitary tear? 
His heart dropped. That ranger must've really been banished from Taur en atar, and seeing Kel must have brought that wound to the surface. Keladan felt guilt well inside his chest and wanted to say something, apologize at the least but the ranger was gone. 
 He sighed and looked at his boots. They were scuffed and dirty from his flight in the woods. What a shame.. 
'pretty boys awake!' He heard and knew that only could be he who was being mentioned and lifted his chin. The lady who'd first appeared to save him was walking by and he waved trying to get her to come over. What was going on with this place.. He needed to thank whoever merchant leader there was of the caravan. Attempt to trade and probably be on his way.. Although night was fast approaching..
Margaret
*Fey shall indeed head over to Kel, at his beckoning wave.* "Hey, how are you feeling? I'm sure they'll let you sleep at least overnight with the caravan, if you ask nicely, or at least have something to trade or sell. That, and the boss here is a decent bloke, far as I've noticed.
"Speaking of trade, sale, whatever... You got any herbs or other such plantlife, or other ingredients, for alchemy ingredients? Save me a trip around here foraging." 
*Fey, being the sort who likes looking her best, keeps senting frowns and glowers down at her ripped up pant-leg and worse yet, the ripped up top of the accompanying boot.*
*Then she ponders,* 'Oh shit! I should go and check on my horse, too, stupid me didn't do that yet. I guess I'm not used to having one!'
*Sally replies in the back of her mind,* 'yes, I'm no expert on animals by any means, in fact you might be a little better with them than I am. But, I do know that that seems a warhorse, and those tend to be bred for loyalty and intelligence. So, it'd be a very good idea to befriend it.'
*Fey nods, deep in thought, but still looks back up to Kel to await his answers.*
Robert
Keladan raised an eyebrow, becoming aware of the possibility of sweet *Profit*. He was dangerously low on coin as has become a.. Ah habit for him. He did have many trinkets to charm and a good supply of things from his garden packed away on Roxanne's saddle.
 He looked the tiefling thing up and down. Noting her battle worn appearance.. *She would really need to take care of that ghastly boot with the toe sticking out..* But he also noted her pointed ears and decided she was a a respectable sort.. He grinned a devilish bright cunning grin and clapped his hands together.

"Well.. You give me that flute and you can have *All my herbs and reagents.* I've got some tropical fruit too!"

 He thought that sounded a good deal.. He bet he could flip an already enchanted flute by the looks of it for much much more value.. Cha-ching!
Angelique
*Cough* Fey's punishment? *Cough* For running out alone *Cough* Without orders *Cough*
Robert
Picks up with his ears some coughing 'hmm, wonder if someone got pneumonia already, we are some low on the mountain. ... Why is he here? ... Where could they be?' As he approached the two kitchen services wagon he unmounted and untied the rope. Wiping the sweet, and tier, of his face he asked the staff to hang it to bleed. "Is one of you able to go get another one?" The driver confirms he will go find it. 

He starts to head to the troll and has Yearning head to the front wagon. She looks at him and remembers some of the training and heads over in that direction. As he walks he gets a flash of her face and how upset she was and her beautiful Sunkissed skin and the stars that danced in it... 

As he is walking her decides to call out to Master Rawntha to see if he can call Jeriscal back as he would like to teach him some things.
Angelique
Jeri maintained his position awaiting further instruction as Lucile flew circles around him in the sky. He played a dangerous game on top of the horse with no name. That is the one on one battle with his heavy eyelids. The young man put up a valiant effort for awhile but caught himself a few times nodding. Luckily for him before he fell off the horse the order was given. He was done.

After a slow trot back to the caravan he took care of the horse by giving it food and water. Then he sat down in a common area to share food and drink. Lucile started nagging him a bit and Jeri was to burnt to have an attitude at this point he just responded slowly. "We can get to that discussion after we eat and give our scouting report to Rawn as required."
Margaret
*Fey blinks at the sheer audacity of Kell trying to get at her flute!*
*Sally speaks up in the back of Fey's mind,* 'did he just ask what I think he asked?'
*Fey responds,* 'oh, he did! And for such a low price! I bet you're worth twice all his herbs and spices and plants!'
*Sally scoffs,* 'just half?'
*Fey speaks up aloud, again,* "This flute is worth way more than that! How about throwing in your giant tortoise?"
*Sally speaks up out loud from the flute for the first time!* "**WHAT!?** Are you insane!?"
Robert
Calls out "Jeri and Miss Mari. I would you like to learn a bit of aberration and monster harvesting?"
Angelique
Jeri finished the meal and let out a long sigh of satisfaction. "Okay... Maybe... I'll just close my ey-" 

He took a deep breath as his body jolted awake hearing his name. He looked over to kro and had a bit of anger build in him. Standing up he walked over with a heated swagger and Lucile landed on his shoulder

 "Merchant!" He called out before Lucile started to peck at his head. "Damnit Lucile I'm fine. I know what I'm doing. "

He continued to approach but was losing the debate to his bird and was finally cool when he arrived. "I'm going to learn some... Oberiation?" Jeri looked at kro to confirm what he was learning as he didn't recollect the pronunciation.
Robert
"Troll are considered aberrations my friend, creatures that seem not to be natural. Wolf, cats, and bird-type of large size are considered the monster type. They all have something of use but would you have the stomach or interest for it? "

Jeri finished the meal and let out a long sigh of satisfaction. "Okay... Maybe... I'll just close my ey-" He took a deep breath as his body jolted awake hearing his name. He looked over to kro and had a bit of anger build in him. Standing up he walked over with a heated swagger and Lucile landed on his shoulder "Merchant!" He called out before Lucile started to peck at his head. "Damnit Lucile I'm fine. I know what I'm doing. " He continued to approach but was losing the debate to his bird and was finally cool when he arrived. "I'm going to learn some... Oberiation?" Jeri looked at kro to confirm what he was learning as he didn't recollect the pronunciation.

"Would you like to help? It's okay is not, just offering some ranger knowledge. I think we should try to use all we can from our kills."
Angelique
Jeri nods his head "I suppose it's useful to learn." He saids a bit hesistent as doesn't know how he will handle the stench of the carcass let alone butchering it.
Robert
"Glad to hear it. You can walk away whenever you need to. We are not going to do much on this one being that the battle did a number on it." Pulling out and letting some fabric unravel he allows a couple of drops to fall from a small bottle. He pulls a layer apart and hands it to Jeri. "Please, tie this around your face and nose. The herbs will help a bit with the smell. Let us go, perhaps Miss Mari will join us later."
Margaret
*Fey would have haggled with Kell for a few, but sure ain't sellin' her flute! Haha. But, hearing Kro calling, she'd break it off soon enough, pass by the fodder for the horses and grab a couple apples and carrots — still gotta work on befriending her horse! — and mosey up to Kro, munching on an apple* "Yessir?"
Robert
The smell of a troll is never great, some dwarves were already there tieing the troll to pull it away. "Please allows a few minutes as you finish tieing it." Looking over the body "Looks like our companions have stripped it of whatever knickknacks were useful. Let's collect some fluids from it." As he drops his back pack he welcomes Miss Mari and asks if she is interested to learn and hands out some fabric incase she does want to join.
Angelique
Lucile positions herself up high on a nearby tree clearly not wanting to partake. Jeri grabs the mask and tries to push through as he follows the man. He gives fey a glance and looks her up and down suspiciously observing the flute. He gags a bit at the mention of the fluids and winces when looking at it. "Okay... Wha... Why do we need... These..."
Robert
"Let's pull out some empty vials, troll blood is a component in healing potions, with great regenerative properties. The skin has similar properties but they are used in bandaging." Looking over at them. "Now before I start you are welcome to look away at any time and to be honest the first few times learning I lost my lunch." He laughs. "Let me know if ready we are going to work on the side of the abdomen"
Margaret
*Fey gulps, but ... Tries to look brave, at Sally's mental prodding.*
*Sally speaks at Fey mentally,* 'hate to say it, but some of that might be good to work some alchemy. ... Good thing all you ate was that apple. I'm going back to sleep now. Have fun!'
*Fey sends a mental dirty look Sally's way, but can't deny she's right...*
*Fey nods and takes the offered fabric, trying really, really hard to look not-sick.*
"I'm as ready as I'll get..." *She takes several deep breaths as she looks away, to steel herself!*
Robert
"We want to be clean and fast about this, no need to torture ourselves since we are not going after organs. Make a small cut under here to allow water and blood to flow out under our work area. Now we are gonna cut the skin from the width of the belly after that remove them by cutting from the length of it ... OK Let that sit there, From the left arm we are gonna take the blood close to the armpit area, press your left-hand thumb here and punter next to use now use the pressure as a stopper when switching vials." Some of the dwarves were paying attention. Other vomiting and one seem to have passed out with his eyes open. "Well, lesson one over" After washing the skins a bit he wraps them and cleans the vials putting them all away into the main compartment of his knapsack, oddly enough the sack is smaller than all the stuff just packed inside it.

"Now three vials can get you 60 to 75 gold raw and the 5 skins here about 4-5 gold. What do you two think???"