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Anntreen sits hidden a way from the camp, she slowly and quietly digs threw her bag taking a couple of items out, then hiding the heavy bag deep in the underbrush of a thick bush, making it hidden but marking the spot by sticking a couple of sicks in the dirt a good 5 foot a way from the place she hide it.

A stick in the dirt like a flag less pole marking the shot. She smiles amused with her self in doing something so child like but really she is worried for her friends in the encampment so fearful a people of her race and alone her friends with out a healer, she wonders if she is going to be of use to this group or merely a hindrance after all.

She looks a round and attempts to hear anything but at this distance she is more likely to stay hidden then hear anything unless combat brakes out- she would be well with in hearing the clash of weapons should the situation turn sour.

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Krusten steps forward and with no apparent fear simply says,

"Albert? You mean that bully who brutalized his workers and tried to kill them? Is this the Albert you are talking about? I'm the one who took his life after he tried to take mine."

As usual showing her bluntness she continues,

"And who are you and what are you doing here?"

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Mina looks to the rest of the group and rolls her eyes at Krustens usual way of greeting a stranger; with curtness, bluntness, and forwardness. Mina wonders if she might just admire her for this.
She thinks to herself, One day, she might just encounter someone with more bluster.

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Tomas sighs and mutters, "Well at least I don't have to point the finger." He tightens the grip on his shield.

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Carnosus face palms as Krusten talks, he sighs and looks at Tomas, seeing him tense up he taps him on the shoulder and smiles a tired smile. "You going to be ok friend? You seem irritated, anything I can help with?"

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Jeaal takes a bead on the man in leather armor, prepared to draw and fire his bow at the first sign of hostile action. He watches the area as well, but his primary attention is on the man.

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An evil smirk appears on the man's face as a reaction to Krusten's words. "Doesn't surprise me at all", he says in a calm way, "I almost did it myself in a couple of occasions. I'm Berghost, Captain Tomlin's lieutenant. Laurel knows me: it's me escorting him to the Captain whenever he comes here. But I will not hold you further. Your very presence here speaks of the urgency of your visit". He glances openly at Ja'laron's badge, like to confirm you that he is fully aware of what's going on, then he calls out "BRIDGE". Almost immediately two men appear from the improvised tent bringing a wooden catwalk similar to the one used by the workers. They push it over the trench and invite you to cross to the other side.

Alaric runs down from a tree and hides in one of Ferrin's pockets, shaking. The halfling can feel that his small companion is scared: the ferret communicates images of people walking in any direction and feet almost stepping on him while he was trying to find shelter from the confusion. An animated discussion broke out between the commoners before you came but Alaric, of course, is unable to communicate why or about what.
Anntreen and Jeaal keep an eye on what's happening at the camp but remaining hidden between the thick vegetation. They can hear clearly what is being said and are aware that their companions have been allowed to access the area enclosed by the trench.

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A little worried that the group and them will be separated by that trench again if her friends cross it Anntreen watches on cheerfully while remaining hidden in the brush ready to take action or grab her bag and/or run at any moment.