the Gnarley Forest, day
(occ if no one minds I am going to move a bit forward... assuming Garynn and Verrick sneak forward a bit in front of the rest of the group /occ)
Verrick and Garynn agree to go forward as the party sets out again towards the last eves noise.
Quickly the land starts to become rougher, with hills and bluffs rises up from the forest floor. Then the sounds of hammering on metal can be heard. It is muffled and seems far off but grows in volume soon enough. The smell of smoke and filth can detected in the still air, and soon the barking of dogs and the guttural curses of Orcish can be heard. Sneaking evern father, a large camp of tents and lean-topes can be seen through the trees. It is within a large clearing that is being expanded through the cutting down of hundreds of trees. Smoke rises from many campfires and tents all though the camp, and pouring from a number of caves cut into nearby hillsides. A score or so Orcs are moving around guarding the perimeter of the camp. With them are large wolfhound like creatures, wearing spiked leashes, yipping and barking often. Another group of a dozen or so Orcs and four Ogres, stripped to the waist, are chopping down near by trees, splitting them into smaller sections and carrying them into two of the caves where the sounds of hammer on metal can be heard.
In the center of the camp is a single tower, of maybe two hundred feet, within a small dry moat. The tower looks to be made of iron with a large black gate at its base, with no other windows or openings except near the top, where a large balcony sits. A single black flag with a closed gauntlet forming a fist flies from the top of the tower. Chained with huge metal leashes, there are two overgrown trolls squatting near the tower's gate. None of the tents are to near the moat, and there are number of huge logs setup like benches, along with drums and other crude instruments are set up along there.
Looking throughout the camp, the two scouts also see at least half a score of hill giants resting and sleeping on one part of the camp, with more ogres sleeping in a big heap in another section.
The Orc patrols are poorly organized with a number of holes, but the number of wolfhounds around the camp make that of little consequent. Ravens or some other black birds are flying around the top of the tower, while Garynn and Verrick watch... and flies and biting insects also seem to come out of no where to start bitting the pair.