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Garrett: HP = 60, PP = 45, EP = 80, Status = Fine
Laena: HP = 67, PP = 56, EP = 46, Status = Fine
Laena: HP = 67, PP = 56, EP = 46, Status = Fine
Garrett had just started into the jungle an hour ago, departing from a village on the edge of Badaria toward Glassmoor. There was a rough road between the village he had departed from and the village that was his destination, and he had made good time along it so far, having encountered no one save for a cloaked man traveling in the opposite direction. The dirt path was becoming increasingly muddy, and a light sprinkle had begun to fall from the clouded over sky, and it looked like it would be getting worse soon. Glassmoor was at least a day's travel away from where he had started, and Garrett doubted that he would make it before the rain started to pour in full. He would have to find some shelter, and soon, or risk getting caught in a thunderstorm.
Meanwhile, Laeta watched the strange man walk down the road, passing within thirty feet of where she hid among the trees. The rain were coming, and she knew that it would be a very powerful storm tonight, as the monsoon season had just started. If the human was unconcerned, or simply didn't know this, she couldn't be sure, but the harpy could tell that he wasn't yet searching for shelter. As she watched him stroll by, she spotted movement in the trees beyond him, watched as vines began to snake their way toward his feet, the man apparently totally oblivious to their presence. A pair of blazing green eyes shined from within the darkness of the trees on the opposite side of the road, clearly watching him with great interest, and there was little doubt that the two were unconnected.