Garou52
Newbie
With the fall of night, Phelan readys the last of his gear. " we'll that should be everything I need for my patrol". Loosening his swords in their scabbards, he makes his way down the stairs of the inn and towards the front door. Phelan opens the stoat wooden door and steps out into the cold night. Taking a deep sniff of the night air to make sure that nothing is around. Phelan moves in the direction of the last sighting of the murderes wolf pack all the while using his scouting skills to keep to the shadows and be aware of his surroundings. " Time to hunt " he says with a feral grin.