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Message: <blockquote data-quote="doghead" data-source="post: 1540836" data-attributes="member: 8243">Nate looks up from his work. "I just finished unloading them..." he mutters.Getting Archer to start on the second horse, he steps over to the wagon and gives Cromwell's request some consideration. Eventually he concludes that with the two bodies, one wounded man and 5 wounded goblins its just not possible.ooc: if anyone has any brilliant ideas, let me know and I'll edit the post. Could you let me know if there is anything else you are bringing with you in addition to the items Cromwell gathered up.Eventually, everything is on board, the wagon is turned around and the road onwards once again taken. The road swings northward for a ways, then back towards the east as it enters some woods. Slowly, the broken hills fall away behind you, as do the woods some time later, leaving you in open rolling countryside, lightly sprinkled with small copses and solitary trees. You put a mile between yourself and the battlefield. Then two. You haven't seen anything untowards in the last hour. People begin to relax a bit. Its approaching mid afternoon, but you can't have more than 4 miles to go, tops. A couple more hours and you'll be in Trolluck. In time for tea it looks like.Its the horses that sense something first - their ears going back and their step becoming quicker and somewhat agitated. Its Hewik who notices that something is approaching through the woods still visable behind them. Sadolath, after a moments consideration, agrees.Half a dozen goblins on worgs flicker between the trees at the fringes of the forest before disappearing behind a thicker thicket to reappear moments later on the other side, loping directly towards you at full stretch. About a mile back. Broken snatches of cries and shouts arrive on the wind.</blockquote>

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