Patrol in Wetlands (18/04)

[Norv]

There are many things that we can and should do, now that we are gathering in Arathi Highlands. We, as orcs, will of course make sure that the Hammerfall base is well defended, in any way we can. We might also, I hope, take advantage of our presence in the area to pay a few little visits to the not so smart humans, too stubborn, as we know, to see the foolishness of their presence in our lands. There is no need for written calls for that, we shall deal with each as it comes.
However, there is one more thing, that I need your attention for: even though we postponed today a proper war planning with the troll, we do know well that, sooner or later, we shall need to direct our look to the south. As it is there we have no bases, and humans and dwarves alike may gather forces we know nothing about.
Therefore, we will go to check the area. There will be no need to venture a lot, but we should cover the Wetlands frontier at least. Let us do so on the 18th day, at the eighth drumbeat.

Norvis puts the pen down, after writing in a big hurry, and, taking the scroll, he starts making a few steps towards the Hammerfall inn. It was to the southern wall of it that he intended to hook the scroll up for orcs to see, like the rest of the announcements to the tribe. He stops though, hesitating, almost making a step back. He simply reads the scroll instead, displeased, and moans something. He then takes a look around his shoulder, where a big grey wolf, with grey, sad eyes, was watching him in silence.
"Yes, yes. I am coming. But I was wondering... "
Norvis drags his other hand over his neck, apparently involuntarily, and his fingers press the well visible scar on it.
"We will discuss properly with the troll the plans for the next battle, yes. But still. I barely came back in time for the last attack. How can I tell what can happen next? And, you know, one cannot trust trolls. I mean, we need orcs that can take charge if need be, we cannot be lead by trolls, that is certain."
Norvis goes back, takes the pen and adds quickly a few more rows.

...And, well. I have also a question of my own regarding this patrol. I would like to know in advance if any of you would like to think up the details of the road to follow and be ready to show us the way. You have my thanks for considering my request.

The big, grey eyes of the wolf watch in silence.



(( Monday April 20th, 20:00
   Patrol in Wetlands! Initial gathering: Hammerfall. ))

[Gruulg]

((Alrightio i'll be thar))

[Mazguul]

(( I don't think i'll be back from my holiday in time (yes, i am sunning myself as i write) for this. Sowwy *hug*. Still need a way for Mazguul to come back... Inspiration and booze are not a good pair ))