Day 10 entry...as dictated to a Scribe by Raziel
Movement further was paused due to the lack of extra hands and the tripling of the guards. Though the pain of those lost were heavy upon Tuchuk, everyone knew full well that preparations to move out must be underway once more. Duty called and those that could, followed. As is a constant reminder of family, many took on triple responsibilites to help those without their Fathers, Sons and so forth.
Out of concern for the herd and due to reports of random Kataii sightings, the Ubar and a small contingency of Askari fit to ride, rode ahead to scout the area. Outriders kept their patrol up with a constant vigil.
Camp guards and patrols were back to normal as hands were needed to prepare for the move. Their duration for patrols were lessened by commanders to allow as much rest as possible.
The weather kept up without the non-missed heat. A slight overcast allowed the cooler weather to remain and no further heat casualties were reported to the med wagons.
Healers did report a low inventory due to all the casualites from the previous nights attack. It was once more advised that those who had extra medicinal herbs and salves to provide what they could to keep the stock up for those that needed it.
Though the muck of mud persisted, slaves prepared the wagons by digging around the wagon wheels with planks and layed extra in front of the wheels for tracking per orders of RedBeard.
The dead have been taken care of, both Kataii and Tuchuk to await proper burial once reaching summerlands. Throughout the day, the sounds of the Blue Sky song were still heard as everyone worked. Morale was kept up and the mind as well as the body was kept busy as survival was paramount at this stage of the migration.
What reports of the herd did come in, it seemed they indeed began to move about. More than likely we move on the morrow. They seemed just as anxious as the rest of Tuchuk to reach summering lands.
I shall hope to see good weather and movement as the new day dawns. Sitting and healing feels like Im rotting. We do what we must to live on and survive for the greater good of Tuchuk.
End entry.
Raziel