<strong>Zanthus (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=188886.msg9128266#msg9128266)</strong><br/>Plothook character sheet (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=12939)<br/><br/>Zanthus grinned at the ranger's remark. "Dead or not, there's work to be done. I'll have to ask you for a proper burial once this is done, but we hardly have time for that sort of indulgence now."<br/><br/>The elf did his best to look competent as he surveyed the surroundings. Establishing safe bulwarks in underground caverns was clearly part and parcel of his knightly training, and so it was important to give the impression that he knew what he was doing. After a thorough study of the nondescript tunnel he announced, "I think this is probably our best bet for a safe campsite. I know we haven't come that far, and that all of us," he said with a pointed glance toward the merchant, "are probably eager to see the sun again. Yet I think camping would be prudent. There are enough of us that we should be able to keep watch while others rest."<br/><br/>He then began to see to the needs of his horse, removing the saddle and tack and beginning the laborious process of brushing his coat as the beast fed from the scant supply of animal fodder packed in the saddlebags. This one, at least, would balk at eating mushrooms.<br/><br/>