Hard Labour?

Balar placed a hand upon one of the boulders that barred their way and gave a low grunt. Nodding his head as if coming to a decision he stepped away from a moment and unbuckled his pack and axe. Lowering them to the ground he turned to the Jotun,

"What say you? those of us that can shift rock will work to dislodge this mess while those that need rest and healing can sit by and recover somewhat? Perhaps that is the shadows meaning in finding a new path, we make our own..."

Without waiting for the giants response Balar set about shifting some of the smaller rocks and Jorrik stepped up to join in.

"I'll guard out rear." mumbled the workshy Majvoc as he sauntered back down the way they had just walked. Shouldering his bow and lighting a pipe in the darkness.