To the Lord Marshal
The party of tired and batterd warriors is served what can only be called one of the most delightful meals they have had in almost 8 months...Mouds of fresh biscuts with just a hint of buttermilk, honey with a hint of smoke and clover, fresh butter, apple cured bacon, and link sausage with a bit of red pepper and a touch of fennel and sage. As they party attacks the platters of food much like they attadked their foes earlier the farmer and his family look on while others come in from the other two houses to hear the story.
During the meal, the farmers it seems as if there are three familes that created this small farm....you realize you have three grown males, six adolescent males from 14 to 17, three teenage girls and eight younglings from 6 to ten. In addition there are three older women and two older grandfather types giving a total population of 28 for this small farm.
When the party begins to tell the occupants about the need to fire the builidngs and the oncoming orcs, the three grown men get hard flinty looks in their eyes and one nods to two of the older boys and the leave the breakfeast meeting.
Breakfeast completed, the spokesman says, "Well from the looks of you and the condition of your mounts...the truth is clear.....but I judge they will consolidate their gains this morning and not press on to this afternoon. This smells like a well thought out plan......from what you have described I imagine they are in the process of building forts in the small draw where Lord Timbehome made his stand for the staging of the next round......" Turning to the assembled men and boys he says "Okay you heard them...Jason, Joseph, John see to the livestock, Bradon and Bailey start hiding the tools and equipment in the cellars....then to the womenfolk he says...take only what you must...pack the rest into chest and we will hide it in the cellars and come back for it when we can" as he completes this...the two young men renter carrying a large 6 foot long chest, about 4 feet high and about 4 feet wide....even given their strength and vitality it appears as if they are straining to carry it. The man the produces a key from his pocket and walks over and opens the chest and begins to pull out cloth wrapped bundels from it.
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