The barbarian eyes the half-elven woman for a long moment, finally shrugging his broad shoulders as he gestures for Elscene to take the lead. "Do not stray too far ahead, I don't think you'd last very long if we run across a dangerous beast. Or more of those strange men that set upon us yesterday. Raise your hand if you find something out of place or if you hear something ahead of us. We will stop and wait for you to come back and tell us what you see or will follow again at your signal."


OOC: Elscene will walk about 10' in front of Duras. The rest of the marching order will be as I depicted.


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Horek Varshot
Deep bronze skin and the red body paint that decorates the face of this large man combine to mark him as one of true Flannish origin. The plainsman carries a sturdy longbow and a huge sword is strapped tightly to his back. Studded leather armor peeks out from beneath a cloak made from the hide of a large black bear and a necklace decorated with huge claws completes the picture of this fearsome barbarian. The scowl upon his face along with hard, piercing eyes warn you that disturbing this quiet man might be considered foolhardy unless there is good reason.