Tyrael rode in the back of the wagon, leaning against the side board and snoring lightly.  She had decided to ride in the wagon after she fell asleep riding her own horse and had tumbled to the ground.  Being the seasoned campaigner that she was, Tyrael was clutching her sword to her chest as if it were a plush animal.  She muttered something every time the wagon gave a hard bump.

Nulgaz walked along side the cart. She thought the others should be more comfortable and she knew she took up a lot of room. In the cold she pulled her cloak tightly around her. She tried to keep an eye out for possible ambushes but her mind often drifted to what spells might be needed in possible circumstances.

She saw the pack and gear and was unsure what to make of it. Did this belong to their missing compatriot? Did someone decide to make snow angels and forget their things? Maybe it was a free range gelatinous cube that liked things very tidy? She had no idea and would leave the response to the rest of the party. For her part she wanted to take things that they might need but she also didn’t dare take from someone who might need them more, their rightful owner.

Sitting in the back unaware of what was found, Gordo rests his eyes. Its hard to tell if he is asleep or not but his eyes open at times. The tortle is almost stone-like. Probably in a meditative stance.

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Posted for Gordo.

Dreamljocht was drivingthe horses when he sees something at the side of the road in the snow. He holds the horses and when the cart has stopped, he calls upon Nulgaz and Hailie to search the find. He doesn't wish to disturb the rest of Tyrael and Gordo. Although he has not the slightest idea how the pack and gear had come to this place and why, he keeps in mind that the disappearance of Sam could be linked, even if doesn't know how and why.
"Halie, take a look: it could give you weapons and spare clothing for the time being," he mentions to his friend who has lost all his possessions.

Opening her eyes, the cold ranger gets off the back of the wagon and pets her horse before slowly moving towards the backpack. She grabs it and sees something hanging in the trees-goggles. She grabs them and the pack and puts it into the wagon and starts to check it. And realizes it was taken from her-everything she had. Even her bow and quiver. Why is it here? Slipping into her clothes in private of course, she is oddly quiet but least she has her gear back. Yet she regonizes the goggles.

Sam. But he never takes them off. And she puts them on, sighing.

Nulgaz carefully approached the front of the group. Seeing the way Hallie was acting she knew something had to be going on but was new and didn’t know the specifics. Gently she approached the ranger after she finished dressing. Leaning in slowly she asked in as light a voice she could manage, ”Are you alright enough to go on? Is there anything we can do to help?”

Once the cart stops, Gordo takes the opportunity to step out. It's a little too crowded there for his taste anyways, he'll just walk alongside it from now on. "What's going on?" he asks simply, not fully understanding what happened, since he was still in the cart when the gear was found.

Dreamljocht sees the look on Halie's face: "Is it yours?" he asks full of wonder. "And what did you take from that tree? I couldn't see it well." Dream jumps from the cart, and walks to Halie to see herself.