The dwarf stifled a yawn as he entered the tavern for a warm morning meal. “Morning,” he mumbled to his companions as he sat down heavily at the table. Last night’s watches had been uneventful, so it seemed there was little left they could do to aid the village other than check out the Tower itself. But Feldard was reluctant to suggest it, nevermind do it, due to the presence of yet another evil mage. He’d had plenty time last night with Nefen and Burr to rethink his initial reaction to the orcs presence. Even cracking a few orc heads, didn’t seem worth the risk of messing with this Dentiata. However, if that’s what the party decided, he would not let them go alone. But he wasn’t the one that was going to bring it up – no way, no how. That decided, he turned his attention to the conversation of the others.
As everyone gathered in the tavern to discuss the nights’ events Maruc put down his drink and spoke up. “Well it seems we were fortunate last night but I doubt after one nights vigillance we would catch anyone causing mischief. we will have to challenge the power of Dentiata in his own stronghold if we are to put a stop to his dealings. What are your thoughts?”
Miklos tried to think of another way around the problem but none of his soultions could circumvent actually facing Dentiata. As he has said before surprise was their best hope. “If we are going to be foolish enough to tackle Dentiata at all our only hope would be surprise. Some sort of lightening raid where he has little time to react or prepare. Maruc was right we are as prepared for battle as we are ever likely to be so the logical answer would be to strike now.”
Sitting at the table, Saeth gave a slight nod to the ponderous Dwarf. “Any luck rounding up the Orcs, Feldard?” She sipped her ale, and looked about. “They are most active just before dawn, if I recall correctly…”
Feldard glanced over to the Elf at her little quip. Shaking his head sourly, “Nothing was seen on either of my watches. And if the cycle goes as we were told, there won’t be more raiding until just before the next new moon.” The dwarf took a moment to breakfast with a bowlful of hot cereal while he considered the priests and the mages words. Swallowing, his last bite he nodded to more to himself than to the group.
“Waiting it seems will only put off the inevitable. If we’re doing this lets get it done.”