He watched the group return with all members, and while they were all a bit beat up, Jerrick had managed to not lose anyone. He had simply listened to the report, before rubbing the only visible eye through his mask. He then ran his hand through his hair, bumping the tiny horns there, before shaking his head. "Jerrick, heal them up. You are going back out. Either back there to finish the job right, or in a completely different direction, I do not care."<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Journal Entry #5</div><div class="spoiler_body">Major action: Another raid, same beings. Kobolds on labor duty again.<br/></div></div>