Once again the whole group, including my family members and the rest who normally would be clearing the first-tier hunting grounds, gathered in the canyon.
The atmosphere was great despite the scorching rays of the local star raining down on us, and all the dust picked up by the wind from time to time, blowing in our faces.
I've noticed that people made some investments in not really combat-useful skills, just to improve their comfort of hunting. Some could produce water, to cool us all down a bit. Others used barriers to make spheres around themselves, protecting them from the annoying light.
Killing the orcs was also much swifter. They would rotate small groups which would clean ahead, while the main force just walked. When the people in the form got tired, they would return to switch.
