"For the moment, resting seems like the best option. We'll depart tomorrow at sunrise, once again following the original path, which seems to be..." Matis said, and looked up at the now dark sky. "That way" he finished, pointing somewhere to the woods.
Scanning the area, while the place wasn't the best for hiding, it's all they had. Everyone seemed down...but something was odd. Lyndsey is smiling? Better keep my guard up... he thought, staring coldly at her, but then looking up at the sky once again, his hand grasping the Mani Katti's scabbard.
'Matis, what about Brad? The plan was too speak with Brad's mentor so that he could intervene with the Ilian leadership on our behalf. That plan kinda went south when we left Brad in the desert, don't you think?'
"Nice to know we're all so expendable," commented Lyndsey, as she settled down to rest. She figured they wouldn't need to worry about persuading the Ilians. Her troop would aid her in killing Matis, and that would be that.
Lyndsey thought about responding to the wyvern lord's jab, but thought better of it. She'd been talking too much lately as it was, especially to that puffed up lord. She rolled over and closed her eyes. This virtuous bunch wouldn't kill her in her sleep. Well, Alan might, but Matis and the others were watching him.
Eventually, everyone fell asleep, except Matis, who had the first watch of the night.
It's been a long time since we've begun our journey...Back then, we were a rather small group, made of only 5 young travelers. Now, we are 15 full-fledged fighters, bar a couple of exceptions... he thought, and then looked at the unexperienced Ralph. He has grown a lot since he joined us, though.
Time passed by, and it was now time for someone else to stand watch. Matis waked Alan up, knowing that he wouldn't mind taking the second turn, and drifted himself to sleep.
Alan still lay flat on his back, peering into the sky. The stars are so different here as oppoed to home. Though I suppose I don't have the right to call it that anymore. Then he stood up again. You're doing what is best for the Bern Kingdom, Alan. Never forget that.
The "Before" years Winged Revenge[M:-1000]
Lyndsey was more tired than she'd first thought. She quickly fell asleep and sank into a deep state of unconsciousness. Neither vision nor dream pierced the veil of sleep, and rest worked wonders on her bruised and battered body. Her body relished the opportunity to shut down, something her mind would never allow otherwise.