Saeth peered through the treeline, her eye seeking the storied wolves. “Only one entrance to the tower? Feldard, isn’t it usual to have more than that?” After a moment’s thought, she added, “You suppose there’s a secret entrance through the barn or the shed? Or at least some sort of evidence that this wizard is behind these attacks?”
“It would be wise to ensure the outhouses are free of Orcs before we venture to the tower itself, lest they raise the alarm.” Maruc whispered.
Miklos lent down to the boy. “Skelly where is the best pleace for us to hide while you placate the wolves? Surely they would bark if they saw us all.”
“They wander around during the day,” replied Skelly. “Could be anywhere. Usually, I walk along the edge of the forest and they come out after awhile. They don’t bark at me ‘cuz I bring ‘em snacks. If you want, I could go and try ta find ‘em.”
Feldard glanced about the woods around them frowning at Skelly’s announcement that the wolves were free roaming, loosed his battle axe and kept it at hand. He moved to stand by the Elf looking out into the distance towards the Tower. “One entrance is common. Easier to defend a single entrance than having split your forces to keep watch over two.. even if one is supposed to be secret. Yeah, if it comes down to battling our way into that Tower, we will definately be at a disadvantage. As for the evidence, that’s what we’re here for ain’t it?” He shrugged and looked back out over the clearing, scritching at his beard.
The dwarf seemed thoughtful a moment. “Has anyone considered splitting the party up?” He holds up a hand to forestall the criticisms he’s learned to expect with any of his suggestions. ” I ask cause I know my own skills at stealth aren’t worth a copper. If myself and maybe one other present ourselves to the this Dentiata—requesting a tour at the behest of the villagers, that at least would distract him, leaving you others free to slip in and perhaps find evidence tying him to the attacks.”
“Sounds workable to me,” replied the Elf to Feldard. She wasn’t excited about permitting Maruc to do any negotiating with this wizard–she’d seen the sort of bargains he made with their labours–but sending the Dwarf in first otherwise sounded like a capital idea. “Nicolai, are you with me? Miklos, why don’t you keep an eye on the boy, and once he’s done come join us? We’ll be in that barn, or you’ll see us go elsewhere.”
“I was thinking about going round the back and seeing if there were any open windows I could climb through,” offered Nicolai. “and maybe throw a rope down to you guys. Or maybe there is an access in the well shaft?”