Whilst Meinrad has been thinking on the situation, he has been ignoring the slow, creeping sensation of his feet get colder and wetter.
His brain suddenly registers the chill in his toes, and he looks down, to find that he has accidentally stepped onto the mud of the riverbank, and has slowly begun to sink.
As Meinrad suddenly realise he is way too cold, and that he maybe, actually, do not want to continue being in this icy mud, he can’t seem to be able to move as he wants
“Uuuh, friends… a little help here?”
Whether the others help or not, it is still a fair bit of effort to haul Meinrad out of the mud, and anyone that does help gets nicely coated in thick mud.
Meinrad, you gain the Fatigued condition, and you now squelch loudly as you walk.
There is perhaps an unexpected outcome from your experience. Once free of the mud and back on the relative stability of the broken boardwalk, you can see the mud slowly ooze back into the marks left from your efforts. Closer to the river, the environment is clearly not favourable for the retaining evidence, with the mud slowly claiming anything left to settle on it. Combined with the flow of the river, it is extremely unlikely that there would be anything under the boat.
(Let’s say it is around 1pm when you’ve settled down for your watch. Darkness falls at 7pm. You are expected back on shift at dawn. How long are your watch periods, and who is joining the first shift with Else.)
If I were to rest for the first few watch, and pick mine up toward the end (so the first one would be in 12 hours); would I be able to rest and dry up?
Meinrad tries, hopelessly, to dry his boots by flinging them around his head.
“Would you all mind if I res-- AT-CHI! Pardon me, if I rested a while. I could take the last of the first watch round .”
(Before I start to roll time on, your preparations for a night long stake out so far entail finding an observation point and arranging a shift pattern. Any additional elaborations that you want me to take into account?)
Meinrad looks around in his pouch : “I think I have a match in there, and some candle. Certainly not enough to give us light, but we could use those to light bigger torch if we have some. Also, does anyone has anything to eat? I was not mentally prepared to skip dinner tonight, but if I do, it won’t be a first.”
(Within the shack you’ve occupied, there is an old lantern and some oil by the door. You could probably make some torches from the a bundle of clothes slung in a corner and breaking up some wood. As for food, I’m happy to assume one of went to grab something before you all settled down.)
(No succes from the begging - the people down under the bridge are the lowset rung of the town’s society, many of them dispossessed and barely more than beggers themselves, with little to give).
(Does Fronika return outside again on her second watch during the night?)