<span style="font-size: 110%; line-height: 116%;"><div style="text-indent:1em;">Brynn's jaw tensed, clenching closed as she noticed the subtle movement of Vesper, inching closer. She moved away from the elf slightly, watching her assiduously. She nodded as the elf finally spoke and moved away from her, laying her sheathed blade next to her habitually.</div></span><br/><br/><div style="text-indent:1em;"><span style="font-size: 110%; line-height: 116%;">"Yes, you should do that. I'll take first watch." She responded in a leveled and emotionless tone as she turned away and faced the fire, the flames flickering upward haphazardly, trying to reach the stars above.</span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-indent:1em;"><span style="font-size: 110%; line-height: 116%;">Ragnar, on the other hand, was a bit of distance away from the camp, as far away as he could while also remaining within the protective wards. His steel armour was still on him with his blade drawn, taking out all his pent up energy out on a random tree. He continuously struck his blade into the wood, sending pieces of bark scattering in different directions. He was so focused on practicing various of stances, he didn't hear Vesper approaching.</span></div>