"Friendly! We are Friendly!" Later in the night, Gil and Midnight had taken up the watch. They knew that the adventurers and healers might arrive at any time but were more worried about potential demonic monsters.
MIdnight's growls that had woken the rest of the party next to Gil's arrow in the face of the adventurer was enough to make him shout in a panic that he wasn't there to fight.
"Sorry about that. It's a little dark and we have to remain ready for the worst." With an outstretched hand, Gil welcomed the adventurer. After a few more minutes a larger group came in to sight.
"Sorry to wake all of you. This spot looks like it took some work to make. My party and these healers met up at the farming village and were told you would be the next we ran in to." The adventurer was a fairly older man with a heavy looking sword on his back. He was definitely a veteran adventurer.
