Night was good, day was better, at least until midday.  Caravan ahead, most of the members walking... sounds like the MO of a certain furry bitch... Chess motioned for Urlag to halt; they didn't need to approach just yet.<br/><br/>"We're a half-drow and a half-orc... just be calm and patient." Chess whispered, and then spoke louder to the caravan ahead "Excuse me!  I come from Waterdeep, what happened to you?  Was it a tiger-like creature, and where?"