Aldivh spared Jaddek a nod and whistled for Vengeance, who had been grazing on some inedible-looking brush below the bridge.  The muscular workhorse allows Aldivh to mount, and he follows the group into the marsh.  Xaqaf melts into the shadows.<br/><br/>Upon reaching the campsite, he dismounts and sets up his bedroll.  He pulls a worn deck of playing cards from his pack and shuffles it loudly.  Looking up, he jerks his stubbled chin at Gal'fon.<br/><br/>"When I was in the regiment, I knew a forest troll who was an absolute shark at Redridge Five-Card.  I don't suppose you jungle boys got any kind of chops?"<br/><br/>