Horek pauses as he too spots the faint light, its source apparently moving beyond the bend a short distance ahead.

The barbarian holds out one arm, the other hand gripping his bow with practiced ease. "Something ahead." He grunts softly. "I'll lead now in case there is trouble."

Nocking an arrow to string, Horek advances slowly and silently, peering around the corner carefully when he reaches the bend.
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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.