<br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/66/ef/ff/66efffb462f52535ea1555baeb749db3.jpg)</div><strong>Meo Duskhand</strong><br/><strong>Sheltering under the cliff</strong><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Temerity, Kirss, open<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Initiative</div><div class="spoiler_body">11 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=120445)</div></div><br/><hr/><br/>Meo had killed before, and didn't consider himself shy of violence, but he'd never been in a fight of this scale. The chaos and fear were surprising, he just focused on his own combat but the movements of his allies and the many enemies had made the fight hard to track. All there was was adrenaline and exertion and a suffocating anxiety that at any moment the group might fall or an unseen orc might strike him down from behind. He didn't know whether they were winning or losing until it was all over, heaving a sigh of relief.<br/><br/>Normally one for any loose change, even what little coin a band of orcs might be carrying on the field, Meo this time neglected to indulge in any looting and instead pressed on to the shelter of the cliff to rest. He hadn't taken any wounds but his mind was weary and he needed some time to process everything. As others checked the bodies and brought in a survivor for interrogation, Meo found no use for himself other than to sit by the fire, using his backpack as a seat. At least a short respite was definitive, but there was talk of continuing on rather than camping the night. Meo voiced his approval for continuing after their short break, too agitated now to want to rest for the night.<br/><br/>As Temerity approached with a small flame, Meo jumped at first, startled. He had noticed her after the battle was won, still throwing blasts of fire at the fleeing enemies in a rage. She was thus far the most private and mysterious of the group, and now Meo could see she was dangerous as well. He didn't know quite what to think, but collecting himself he awkwardly thanked her for the fire she offered, very much appreciative of a chance to dry off.<br/><br/>Meo was most interested when Kirss produced some cards and offered a game. He was no stranger to gambling and the various sorts of games used to do so, and the chance to distract himself for a while would be very welcome. He approached and signalled his interest. "That wager sounds just right. I never gamble with my money, only my body. Count me in."