Cael smiles at Tarrin's observation and nods. "I think you have it right. If the wolves have reason to fear something then so do we. I wish our guests had been able to see what it was that scared them off."

Speaking quietly to the others he says, "These farmers are well intentioned, but I have some doubts about their ability to defend the camp if we are attacked. I suggest we stagger our own rest periods so that we 'just happen' to have someone up and armed as well. What do you think?"
Caelianodal is a rather plain looking elf in studded leather armor. A composite shortbow is never far from his hand. Just call me 'Cael' he says, everyone does.