Morys felt fatigued, and could feel his god's magic leaving him. He gripped his sword hilt firmly, even as his strength ebbed from his muscles. Morys blinked as his edges of his vision began to blur. He had noticed the Half Demon woman perched on a rock with a bow, looking some what irritated even though she had hit a Nightmare with one of her arrows. As Morys's vision began to fade and twist like a dream, and he felt his knees buckle, causing him to fall on his arse.<br/><br/>"Eveewun..." Morys began, but coughed when he realized he sounded some what like a drunkard. "Everyone, I think we need to get back to the hide out, re group, set a watch, and get some sleep." Morys stood, though it took several seconds longer than it should have. He gave a weak smile to Farish. "You handle yourself well, kid." The Almerkian young man was almost too proud to ask for help, but he could feel his tired muscles complaining and all he was doing was standing. "Could you send your companion to help restore me next?" he asked hoarsely.<br/><br/>After clearing his throat again, Morys seemed to ignore the presence of the Half Demon and asked the group, "Who wants first watch? I think the mages should be ruled out on that one, I'm sure we especially need sleep to recharge."<br/><br/>At this point, the peaceful noise began to return to the forest. A bright red songbird flew over head, landed on a nearby tree branch and began to sing a soft tune. A squirrel scurried down another tree not far away, rustling the still-wet leaves that were scattered on the ground.