Return of the Slavelords, Part 2 - "Bright City, Dark Hearts"


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the Gnarley Forest, night

Garynn finds the party a small clearing to camp that night. Setting watches again they settle in. At times, those on watch believe they hear something out there... wind carrying a foul and ill voice on it, but no words can be made out it never gets any closer (or farter). Otherwise the night passes uneventfully and in the morning the group is ready to move after a cold breakfast...

The morning fog is fairly thick, limiting vision at times to between tens of feet, out to almost a hundred feet at best. No drums or other noise carry this morning. The woods are quite and still
 

Philo -- Human Paladin

We should move quickly. Garynn, do you think you could scout ahead to learn more about this camp? In general, I would be against putting a lone individual in such risk, but you seem quite able to hide yourself in the forest, and the knowledge you could gain should prove useful.
 

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.
 
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Verrick Human Rogue/Wizard

Verrick follows Garynn as quickly as he can, while remaining hidden. Upon their return to camp, idly swatting at an insect Verrick says, "Well my friends, we seem to have found more than we bargined for." He discribes the tower and environs to the others. "Does anyone recognize that black flag with the gauntlet?"
 


Braggi Grundersson (6 lvl Dwarf Fighter)

Braggi had been quiet most of the way to the encampment. The desolate woods had dampened his mood and the news Garynn brought them did nothing to lighten it.

"Does anyone recognize that black flag with the gauntlet?"

"It is not a symbol that I recognize."

"I do not think we can take the entire camp by ourselves. Anything of interest will be in that tower. Do you think we can make it there by stealth?"
 

the Gnarley Forest, mid-day

Having never heard of the flag, Philo and the others move back into the forest a little more. Garrynn easily finds the Orc patrol trails and finds a place within 200 yards of the camp where the partrols never seem to come by and should be very safe. The camp cannot be seen from here, but the chopping of wood and curses in Orcis can be heard fairly well...
 

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