Restarting on the 19th of July

Continued from Morning of July 18th, in Camp

July 19 of 1650, morning

The DM: Not long after Dilhak leaves, it begins to rain. Laying in the tent, listening to it fall, you can’t help think about how Dilhak is walking in it. The rain is light, becoming a drizzle by daylight and still going by 9 am. The temperature is cool and there’s just the lightest air movement.

Lexent: When I awaken I spend the hour and 15 minutes to prepare my spells.

The DM: Accepted. But I did assume that; I won't police your spell memorizing nor claim you couldn't have done it. It's the sort of thing I'd rather retcon if there's an issue with it. After all, you wouldn't forget; you were trained at a seminary for years to get up every morning and pray. You'd have to will yourself not to do it.

Vafrandir: Do we want to head back down today? There are probably a handful more ghouls and ghasts about, as well as that tomb - which we're not sure how to enter yet.

Vafrandir: How are the sappers faring?

Lexent: Everyone is fully healed.

Lexent: Nadia's wages accounted for.