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Baldar nodded his agreement to the knight and moved to the side of the camp opposite the entrance. "How would this camp look to the outsider?" he thought. Probably as if they had just doused their fire to go to sleep. Would the outsider be looking for a sentry? Quite possibly, but if so, there was little Baldar could do about it. To complete the subterfuge, he brought himself to a position of repose and narrowed his eyelids only open enough so he could just see out of them. He steadied his breathing so that the rise and fall of his body would match that of one who sleeps while he pulled out his pouch of fine sand and put a handful into his palm. In his mind, he went over the words to his spell and mouthed the words: "Sahsh sahsh malahsh. Sahsh sahsh malash." He was a little nervous being in such a vulnerable position, but he hoped his companions would intercept any overly dangerous enemies. Baldar also prepared himself for the possibility that a battle could occur outside the camp. If that was the case, he would have to be quick to leave the camp and assess the situation to see how he could best aid the party. He stared through the slits of his eyes and looked out into the no longer empty wilderness for his potential target.
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