<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/7d/Doc21.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><strong>Dylan Silverheart</strong></span>(http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=190719.msg9238263#msg9238263)<br/>(Stats) (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=13032)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>At Camp<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>da Runt<br/><hr/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">ooc</div><div class="spoiler_body">Survival Check: <br/>At 2014-01-27 21:41:34, Dylan (uid: 9370) rolls: 1d20a3 Result: 4 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=54378)<br/>Rolled a 1, total of 4.<br/></div></div><br/>Dylan followed the kobold up the rise, having completely missed the signs of footprints until they were pointed out to him. The ground itself seemed to almost elude his eagle-eyed gaze. Dylan proceeded to stumble through the tracks, confusing an already chaotic picture. "These?" he responded airily. "Oh, certainly. A watch sounds like a good idea. You're right about the lights too. No sense trying to hide this crowd. Though maybe it would make sense to have one or two of us up here on the ridge in darkness, just in case. Maybe that sniper. Or the marshal. Heck, even the mouthy one. Yep, just the two of us up here, under the stars, being all... attentive."<br/><br/>He turned to face the smaller man. Creature. Whatever. "Unless you wanted to stake a claim first? Plenty to go around, the way I look at things. No sense being greedy. Or are you even built that way? No, don't answer that. We'll just see how things play out. Let's head back and see how the womenfolk are making out. I've got an inkling that if we ask whether supper's ready we'll get a little bit of blowback." He smiled in the dim light. "Yep, that'd be a fool's move right there."<br/><br/><br/>"All clear and safe, thanks to Little Lord Lizard here," he announced loudly as the two approached the camp again. "I reckon those sandcrawlers won't be bothering us any more. You ever see a full grown sandcrawler in heat?" he asked nobody in particular. "Take your arm off, it will, as soon as it'd look at you. But like I said, no more worries now."<br/><br/>He paused, then added, "So, which one of you dames has got supper fixed?"<br/>