[Serph nods. To be honest, he feels strangely idle in this world. Without the constant threat of combat, a large territory to defend, and hundreds of soldiers to see to, he's finding himself at a loss on what to fill his time with.
Although he hunts at night, it's perhaps not such a good idea for Jayce.]
Tomorrow, before the sun rises.
[There will light enough and it will be hours before the Convoy gets going. Many of the other Drifters would be either still asleep or rousing themselves for food and other preparations for the next leg of their journey.]
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Although he hunts at night, it's perhaps not such a good idea for Jayce.]
Tomorrow, before the sun rises.
[There will light enough and it will be hours before the Convoy gets going. Many of the other Drifters would be either still asleep or rousing themselves for food and other preparations for the next leg of their journey.]