OOC: Looks like my luck might be the same as for Black Dawn, WD... my first roll of the game is a natural one. Surival check result 10.<br/><br/><em>Emrys nots curtly, and bounds off into the underbrush to find some food. While he isn't unsuccessful, almost everything seems to go wrong. He steps on twigs he could have sworn weren't there before, and every animal he comes across seems hellbent on escaping his grasp even more than usual. Still he gets what he needs, and, as soon as he does, he returns to camp, having cleaned himself of the night's work in a small river he found. By the time he gets back, he expects they'll be done with breakfast.</em><br/><br/>OOC: So, do what you will for a while. It'll take him some time.