3rd of Winter, 520 AV
Jei's eyes fluttered open as he woke to the shuffle of struck tents and whispered voices. He could tell that Syna had yet to break the horizon to shed light on the pristine beaches where he and his group had set up because he could still hear the chirps and rustles of the night's insects and nocturnal creatures over the gentle rush of nearby waves. That, and it was still dark as could be in and outside his tent, save for the shadows cast onto his temporary home's walls by torches and movement.
He was used to waking at the crack of dawn and even sometimes a bit before that; his biological clock usually bade him to wake at around the same early, early morning every day. It was because he was not ready to wake that he knew that something was slightly amiss. The rest of his party did not often wake this early, he knew that for a fact. So he slowly shuffled in his bedroll and blanket, stretched his arms, and, with a slightly annoyed rumble in the center of his chest, pulled open the flaps of his tent to peek out.
The night previous, his tent had been one among a few, but now it was the last on the beach. Each of the others were geared and readied, and left not a thing on the beach they had taken residence on, as if they were to leave soon...
"Where you guys just going to leave here without telling me anything," Jei hissed in Myrian as he got to his feet, naked as the day he was born. He could care less, however, as the rest stopped their activities to look at the new commotion. The man looked astonished and a tad upset, truth be told, at being kept out of the loop of whatever this was. To be fair, it was a rather important to know.
"You're staying here to keep an eye on the foreigners. We were just meant to come, look for a few days, and return, minus one. We will return every so often for an update." Jei grunted in response to his leader's orders and light information. He was not going to argue with her, of course, but he wished he was better informed. "How often are you to return? Last time, we did not return for years." He was not angry that he was being left, he figured he would be fine here on his own. But with nary a known companion, he would be truthfully on his own for a while. "Unknown. Whenever our commander decides. We will find you, or whatever message you leave for us should you be unavailable," she finished as she motioned for the rest of the party to follow on a march back to the beach and their boatcraft. Jei said nothing as they left with few goodbyes.