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Ezekiel stayed up during the small remainder of the night, as he expected he would. After being healed, he found he had too much energy to simply pass out, and sleeping with his face in the dirt to avoid seeing insect souls did not work, since there were also spiders and worms and other creatures of the earth living right beneath them that they didn't even see. Also, it was hard to breathe in such a position.
Before everyone settled in to sleep, he had wanted to ask Bricana why she did not simply request healing from Jinx, so she didn't have to leech from the others. However, he held his tongue, not feeling it was his place to say something of that nature. Not yet, anyways.
Besides, after the conflict between Siegward and Br'nard, starting another argument would be more exhausting than their night had been already.
Ezekiel walked to the stream after some of the others had cleansed themselves and dove in himself, shuddering with the cold. He washed as much of the black ichor from his usual clothing as he could, and applied his lighter undergarments which were in his side bag, allowing the interestingly stained clothes to dry when he carried them back from the stream.
Silently taking the night watch along side Br'nard (who was frustrated immensely, probably at the group, and either did not notice or ignored Ezekiel's wakefulness), Ezekiel laid down in the grass and leaves in the clearing, finding a comfortable position away from the group but not too isolated. In the silence of the forest, it would be easy to hear something coming should they be ambushed (again).
He now had some time to think and wonder about everything, and he preferred to feel as if he was alone when that happened. He wasn't sure if a god or some other heavenly being heard him, but he sent his thoughts to the stars regardless, which shimmered beautifully over the campsite as the others in the party slept.

I wonder what the group thinks of me. Sure, it is selfish to think of, but honestly, I had my first opportunity to show my swordsmanship, and I ended up incapacitated with some cracked ribs. True, I was mostly trained in desert or wasteland-like areas, so the forest is still rather new to me despite coming to the Kingdom of Light some time ago... But I feel as if I should have been more competent. Ah well.
And this group so far... We all conflict with someone in some way, it seems. I conflict by not conflicting, which is quite ironic.
He chuckled at the thought.

Siegward and Br'nard... I hope those two can settle their dispute. Actually, there must be a better way of saying that. Ah, yes.
... I hope we can all conquer together. There is no point in traveling as a group if each of our aims are for the individual.
Ivory is out for revenge, I believe. When I saw her walking the perimeter earlier, she was filled with anxiety. I think she simply wants to get this over with, and would do it alone if she could. Although, I am no mind reader. This gift... Or is it a curse?... Only allows for very accurate guesses. Jinx and the others... well, I can't say what I think of them. I have only known them for a short time. Ivory as well. So who am I to judge her character?
But speaking of abilities.
Br'nard is a barbarian. He is ruthless, and has brute physical strength. The others all have some sort of ability that can come to their aid in battle. Jinx can heal herself and us, Alyss is capable of shapeshifting... Ray can summon creatures to his side, and I get the feeling he is hiding something very important from us, if that glow of secrecy around him really is just that.
Ah well, his soul is relatively bright and good. We can trust him.
But my ability... What good does it serve? Sure, I can determine how trustworthy the people we meet can be. So I guess that is one reason to stay with this band of uncoordinated adventurers, as if I have anywhere else worthwhile to go. But it will do no good at all if the others don't trust me.
I will have to make myself known more often than I have been, I suppose. I did stand up in the tavern, and I have yet to explain to Bricana why I trusted the captain... Perhaps tomorrow.


His thoughts shifted back to his past, then, and to his memories of traveling with the nomadic tribe. After a while, they flashed back even further, and he allowed himself to relive the days of his childhood, when he played with his brothers and sparred with heavy wooden swords fashioned by their blacksmith father. Every so often he would hear a twig break on the outskirts of the clearing, and he would tilt his head up, attentive, but it would always be a late night rodent searching for food, or even once it was an owl catching one of the aforementioned rodents for dinner.
When the sky began to brighten, he stood up, looked around to be sure none of the women were awake, and stripped from his light clothes to his traveling gear. He strapped his swords to his belt once more, then sat down and waited, as he had all that night anyway. He was patient.
Alyss seemed to be stirring, and she glanced up at the sky. As it had been that night, it was totally clear. She appeared overjoyed at this, and took a bird form, taking to the skies with a loud cry.
Well, there's an alarm for you.
Ezekiel grinned, then called out, "Good morning to you as well, Alyss!" He did not say this very loudly, so he was not sure if she heard him or not, but at least it didn't startle the others more than they may have already been from the harsh bird call, had they been sleeping near her.