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Everyone slept undisturbed by outside beings (dreams are another matter). When Arlyth woke and arrived back at camp, 2 hours before sunrise like he had said, he found everyone still asleep. The gnome Ivan against a tree, the mage on his side. Alaerth was against a tree as well, but sitting cross-legged, his arms crossed over his chest. Alae was leaning against her brother, one leg stretched out, the other propped up by her foot. Her arms were crossed over her stomach.
The party would probably wake in an hour, when the sky was a pale green with the not-yet-risen sun. Arlyth could make a fire, if he wished, or go scout (though he might run into the thri-kreen), or simply sit and wait. Waking the twins up probably wouldn't be a good idea. They'd be cranky.
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