The Restoration of Erihal [GAME START]

Jow's mouth twisted up, looking at the beast, then the noodles, then all these trees. "Enoufh oh tis plannen." He said, grabbing the noodles out of Klyalson's hands with a grateful wink, then swiftly ran out amidst the trees, keeping crouched low to the ground as steps cress-crossed over each other, almost rapidly skipping.

"oh the night been dark and very cold, the woman took pity on a poor old soul, she took pity on a poor old soul as she asked him to come in, with a tool lool lool lool ramptin hine, a tool lool lool lool ramptin high, tool lool lool lool ramptin hi and the light of a beggarman. In the middle of the night, did the ol' wind blow, she missed the beggarman and the door did close, she clapped and clapped and clapped again and said he has been further gone. With a tool lool lool-" He burst out in song as he stopped by one of the scarred trees, judging that the branches would support him if he needed to and shooting a thumbs back at the others to get ready.