[OOC Hi I'm really sorry don't mean to be rude I've been reading through your guys story and I'm quite enjoying it! But I'd like to make a couple suggestions um one I'd like to suggest that Cedric stop posting bad things happening every few posts it's kinda taking the realism out of the story when bad things keep randomly happening all the time. 
And two it would be nice if some of the ones like Drysl and Claribel who don't talk very much posted things more often
I'm sorry if im offending anyone it's just a couple suggestions]

Tea was confused by why Cedric was wearing his mask, did he say something wrong? Tea decided to move ahead best he could with his foot to Drysl,

 "Sorry to interrupt, but how close are we to your home," he began to speak shoftly, "I have a bit of a problem." Tea pointed to his hide boot, the blood is soking through. "We can't afford to stop right now, but if we aren't close then let's pick up the pace." Tea continued saying quietly.

[OOC: This is just me saying I'm done with the trek, you all may finish your conversation anytime, and any further interactions between Pick and Drysl may happen before Tea talked in this post, if it makes sense.]

[Nah, it's cool, the smoke really isn't a bad thing, Cedric just mistook for some poison gas type thing]

Cedric looked around and no one was getting hurt, so he removed his mask and, instead of putting it on his belt, he hides it inside his coat.

Cedric, seeing some sort of structure in the distance, went over to Drysl and asked,

"Is that it? Looks cozy"

Cedric went a few steps ahead of the group to examine the structure.

[OOC hey guys when we arrive at the house I want to make a new thread for the next part that way I can make it private and we won't have anymore random people joining in hopefully it'll just be us the ones who have been in this thread ill let Cinnamon and Claribel finish their conversation and then we can arrive at the house and start the new thread 
ps. if any of you are tired of this story and want to leave this would probably be a pretty good time.]

[I'm enjoying this story a lot actually, i won't be leaving any time soon]

[OOC: I'm good to move on to a new thread. Also, glad to see we have people who like reading what we're writing.]

[Yeah, moving on to a new thread is a good idea. Otherwise, this thread would be too overcrowded with replies]

[OOC: I am fine continuing to another thread.]

Claribel jumped and accidentally snapped her book shut as she realized someone was talking to her. Blue eyes drifted down to the cover of her journal, and she realized that the ink inside had not yet dried. She inwardly groaned. Well, no matter! People were much more important than silly ink-blotted pages, anyways. Her gaze shifted down to the little talking kitty by her feet then.

"Oh! I'm recounting all of what has happened this past night with the trolls, so, yes, I suppose! I did mention you in here. As for reading, well… It takes quite some time to learn, as I understand it; years for some, more for others." The tips of her fingers traced the cover of the journal bound in leather, then ran along the spine. "Though, if I had the time, I likely would teach you, yes! You said your name was Cinnamon, didn't you? My name is Claribel, if you'd not already heard."

If the woman had picked up on Cinnamon's slip-up from before, she sure didn't show it.

Cedric wrote down the building's features on his journal.

"Hmm, i think something's in your house. No wait, that's just furniture" Cedric called.

Cedric was close to the house and waited for everyone else to catch up with him. He was eager to make Bontruffle Tea after a long day.