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Message: <blockquote data-quote="FitzTheRuke" data-source="post: 8625623" data-attributes="member: 59816">Only a few short hours after they had arrived at Culligan's Cairn, the group set out. They were still getting to know each other - not so much a team, as a group of individuals. Still, they had some things in common: power; confidence; experience. Each of them had known only a handful of others that matched or exceeded themselves in competence. Whatever their differences, they could tell that they were among their peers.Except for Doc. No one quite knew what to make of him.The scouts led them along the winding trails through the hills for an hour on foot. The company had some time to get to know one-another. It was the beginning of dusk and heavy mists were rolling over the hills when they came in sight of the steading, a massive timber stronghold hidden in a secluded dale.[spoiler="Steading (looking south-west)"][ATTACH=full]156715[/ATTACH]Note: This gate would be the "side" door. The main gate is near the watchtower.[/spoiler]A well-worn trail ended at the south-east corner before a pair of fifteen-foot-high doors made of ironbound logs. The stronghold had no windows, but a squat watchtower overlooked the gates. Thick logs comprised the walls of the entire stronghold. A thickly-thatched roof inclined toward the middle, reaching a height of forty feet at its peak. Smoke rose from numerous stone chimneys, the largest one was at the roof's peak.On the north-east side, a log guardhouse stood apart from the main stronghold. It was connected by a palisade wall of vertical logs twenty feet high. Heavy log doors set into the palisade lead to a courtyard lodged between the two buildings.The scouts settled into a spot on a nearby hill, where they could observe from behind a rocky tor.</blockquote>

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