Continue on with your morning

Perhaps next time, I should really get goin'

Feeling refreshed, you grab your now dry belongings and head up the hill back to camp. You look over to the crows at the bandit corpse and think aloud to yourself.

“Looks like they’re still at it. I wonder if the poor guy knew he’d be bird food in the morning.”

You watch the **** of crows carefully as you dawn your adventuring gear. Grabbing the rest of your belongings, you walk back out onto the main road to town. It should be about another half day’s travel, so you might just make it for happy hour at the tavern.