Damian

Walking near the front of the group, the bickering between Grynde and Khazrael barely makes him glance back, just for a moment. Just the slightest hint of a grin crosses his face when Olfacht jumps between them, and he glances back to the others as night begins to fall.

"If I can interrupt the entertainment for a moment... if we're going to find a place to stop for the night, we should start doing that soon. Then, Grynde, you can start challenging the guy who just came back from the dead. Plus, I could use some food."