The moonlight grew dreary and the sun was on the rise...

I awoke by the cave early in the morn' before the sun rose to find that all of the refugees were alright, finding a young lady who went by the name of Nieh struggling to put a breastplate on I searched my pouches for a piece of leather cord which was to be used for a piece of armour I was delivering, and of course I know that didn't happen so I believed there was no other use for it. I was alerted by Cynebur that we were to move through the pass, I made sure the young children were safe on the shore whilst I lead with Cynebur in the front, My hands were gripping my blade as if any moment a goblin or orc might jump out. My blue orbs scouted the area and wearily looked up to the sky to take notice of the rising sun. Our cover was going to be gone other than the mist that surrounded the area. This man named Thorokor was to scout out the Bridge with me and we found no sight of goblin nor enemy alike. Using a long piece of rope that I was holding it allowed the refugees and the other part of the company to come along. Our journey was going to be long and perilous, our resources were running thin and the terrain was only growing worse. We knew not what the future held for us, only our actions could lead us to those results.