As both Tristan and Bert exuded their medieval know-how in terms of finding food and starting fire, Theo looked around himself and felt he ought to be contributing something, as well. He just... wasn'

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Bert stretched out his back and legs, having finally gotten out of the saddle after their day of riding. His companions seemed to be just as stiff, and likely just as wet, as he was after their day in

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Tristan stifled a grunt of discomfort as he bent to affix a stake into the ground that he had tied to his horse's reins. While he was confident that Ella wouldn't go running on him on a normal given d

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Who: Theo With: Bert, Tristan Where: Foothills of the Northern Mountains When: Friday, March 7th, 872 RoK -- Evening Theo was not going to be the first to admit that this rain was positively terrible.

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