Glancing at the sylvari Hrolf shrugged. "Never said I was part of the priory, I was just taking some dolyak meat to one of the local homesteads. Meat for Ale, it's an excellent trade." He glanced over his shoulder as the bear out in the woods made a grumbling sound and then went quiet.
"Snae... come." The norn said, and the large polar bear moved back towards the fire, gumbling as it came.
"Snae thinks we should all keep our weapons ready, and see if you can wake up that human. Perhaps we could smear her in dolyak blood so her scent doesn't waft towards the Dredge that are up on that ridge."