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<blockquote data-quote="GladiusNP" data-source="post: 1701840" data-attributes="member: 10574">One last cast of the die.The now familiar sight of the overgrown keep meets your eyes, seen through the edge of the forest.&nbsp; The two sentries you killed last time still lie here, the corpses now stiffened and fly-blown.&nbsp; Silhouetted against the sky, the keep still seems as forbidding as ever.&nbsp; In the earth, a long, rusty spear is half-buried - a grim reminder of the orcish ballista.&nbsp; Even through the discomfort of the sun, two orcs now guard the foot of the tower to the right of the gate.&nbsp; One sits lazily, a spear resting between it's legs, while the other walks up and down the path.&nbsp; (OOC - Spot checks - Aerlyn got 19, Caedren got 18, Dravis got 22.&nbsp; I should always roll for y'all!&nbsp; Fallon and Drilk don't get one, since they wouldn't notice this as unusual, whereas all of you can)The seated orc stands, stretching.&nbsp; His black armour catches the light, but your attention is drawn to the clay jugs on the ground nearby.&nbsp; They are stoppered securely and neatly stacked up in easy reach for the seated orcs.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="GladiusNP, post: 1701840, member: 10574"] [b]One last cast of the die.[/b] The now familiar sight of the overgrown keep meets your eyes, seen through the edge of the forest. The two sentries you killed last time still lie here, the corpses now stiffened and fly-blown. Silhouetted against the sky, the keep still seems as forbidding as ever. In the earth, a long, rusty spear is half-buried - a grim reminder of the orcish ballista. Even through the discomfort of the sun, two orcs now guard the foot of the tower to the right of the gate. One sits lazily, a spear resting between it's legs, while the other walks up and down the path. [COLOR=Purple](OOC - Spot checks - Aerlyn got 19, Caedren got 18, Dravis got 22. I should always roll for y'all! Fallon and Drilk don't get one, since they wouldn't notice this as unusual, whereas all of you can)[/COLOR] The seated orc stands, stretching. His black armour catches the light, but your attention is drawn to the clay jugs on the ground nearby. They are stoppered securely and neatly stacked up in easy reach for the seated orcs. [/QUOTE]

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