"Yea, I gotcha. Faster faster..."<br/><br/>The orcish woman pushes to her feet with an exaggerated sigh, shooting you a grin before cutting straight through the copse. One thing you have to giver her credit for... her forward motion is nothing if not determined.<br/><br/>Another hour or so passes, and you continue forward across the plains... and Tock starts to slow.<br/><br/>"Hey, Lisra... You see that?"<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button"> OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Time for a perception check...</div></div>