"I don't know what reasons they have to call us," says Roak to Nijel as they make their way through the manor. The warblade suddenly and violently punches the wall in his frustration with their situation, taking a chunk from it with his gauntleted hand. "But if it isn't something I like, I'm going to suggest they let us take the fight to the enemy. The orcs must have leadership...we could sneak out under the cover of darkness and engage and possibly slay those leaders; without leadership, this host may well fall apart." The knight shrugs as he sees the look upon the Bulldog's face. "It may be a fool's errand, but it is better than waiting here to be overrun by darkness."