(OOC: Seethe knows what's going on.
I'm going to assume that the rest of you slackers had your characters follow the original plan.)
Led, again, by Avry'l, whom Jagen was still keeping his distance from, the expedition continued back toward camp. Jagen was trying hard not to look like he was struggling with his load - he'd lost blood, after all, and flying half a mile and then fighting a bunch of monsters with liberal spell usage can make any warrior wish for a long nap. He needed to look like he was stronger than he was, though, because what he needed more than anything was the respect of the other members of the expedition. This didn't mean, of course, that his legs weren't screaming. He knew he wasn't the only one, though. "I'm sure you're all tired. We'll rest here for a few minutes and then we'll continue." Jagen himself, however, did not sit, and instead leaned against a tree with his arms folded.
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