--- Adventure 1 ---

Drogo took the bottle. He looked quite puzzled, but identifying the Barbarian's behaviour as some sort of religious rite, walked away silently. He didn't know much about religion, but at least it stuck to him that people engaged in prayer and the like should not be disturbed.

He proceeded to where the things lay and started taking out his cooking gear. Then he looked around. He needed to dig and could definitely use help with that. Ias and Rissa were still gathering wood, Thorn was... well, the heck knew what he was doing and he'd rather not disturbe Duro'than. He saw Angy walking towards him though, so he hurried towards her and pulled her sleeve.

She looked at Drogo smiling .

"What can I do for you , little fellow?"

Drogo motioned towards the camp site and blushed. "Errm... could you help me a bit with... digging?" he said in a hushed voice. Then he added, in a barely audible whisper "I think we should let Duro'than finish his rite."

"Of course , of course."

She turned herself into a panther again and started digging with her big paws. In about five minutes , the hole was finished.

She became human again and started to clean her claws , sniffing.

At length, Thorn finally got up. He walked towards the rest of the group, a bit unsteady. He gave no sign of having acknowledged the pit, the presence of either Angy or Drogo or the Barbarian engaged in prayer further away. He seemed exhausted, but he was smiling contetn.

"You , smiling? Now that's a rare phenomen ! "

She giggled. She was also amazed , what could make Thorn to smile this way? She could only guess.... but nothing was certain enough.

Ias and Rissa were back with the woods. They gathered the sticks so far where Angy digged the hole and Rissa prepared for another fire trick demonstration.

"If you won't try... *arcane master*..." she said with much irony to Ias.

"Show me what you got!" He smiled...

These two prepared for a bit of competition.

"We'll let the others decide which fire should have the honour to full our bellies!" completed the horse.

Thorn was still smiling. "Whichever, folks, just make it quick. We'll have company in a couple of hours or so..." He yawned. "By the way, one of you should stand guard until the meat's done... I definitely need some sleep." He took his bag and put it next to one of the big boulders. Laying down, he put his head on it, muttering more to himself. "Mnope... magic's definitely not my cup of tea."

She looked hesitating at Thorn.

"You will catch a cold , lying there , in the snow." she said , in an almost worried voice.

Rissa summoned her basic fire flames, but this time, doing it with style, engulfing her in a large brazier. When all calmed down, she held just a flame in her hand.

Ias didn't do much. Between his feathers, he protected a small, weak flame. It could not be sen, but when he finally lift it over his head, a small pyre of greenish fire was burning slowly, with no will to live, whatsoever - but with great resistance in time....