“This could be older than the Elyan nation,” whispered Hasan as the six adventurers peered over a small lip at the settlement below. “We can only hope Ludo’s friends have not awakened greater, older evils. Let us be cautious, and examine the outbuildings first.”
Stephan scanned the desolate scene. “Looks like the forgotten cousin of Highforge,” he whispered.
In response to Hasan, he whispered “Why don’t we just lay low for a bit and see what happens after nightfall? It’s getting on late in the day already. But we can scoot around that way and see more of the place without coming out of cover.” Stephan gestured to the west, along the gully. He scanned the ghost village again. In a continued whisper, “I don’t see any smoke from cooking fires or the like.” Looking up at the tower, “I’d like to see if any light shines in that tower after nightfall. It would give us a clue to where greenskins may be about. And yellow robes….,” he added nervously.
Ludo looked sideways at Hasan, he whispered, “I agree with Stephen I think we should wait and see who visits this place, its too quiet at the moment. It is time for the evening meal and yet no one is around”.
“I think we should go in just before the dawn, when we have had time to see what we could be facing, this looks a lot bigger than a Goblin stockade. One thing is for certain, I am sure Vlaak and his scheming master are there somewhere.
We have been traveling all day, lets use this time to rest up as best we can, use some healing faith, rest the spellcasters fully, monitor the situation and then move in around 4:00 am in the morning, just before dawn. This will give an element of surprise and cover”. It would be folly to just charge in, without it least seeing what we could be facing.
“Feldard, are you happy to take first watch? I will cover the 2 hours before the dawn”.
Hasan took great care in finding a safe spot from which to surveil any activity occurring in and around the ruins. As darkness was approaching, they witnessed an Iron Ring patrol return to the ruins. Minutes later, a patrol of hobgoblins departed on foot seemingly to take their place. After they left, the sun was set. Dim torchlight could be seen emanating from various windows in the tower, while the ruins below remained entirely in darkness.
At last, it was time to rest for the night and begin the first of the three scheduled watches. Those in the party not on duty found it hard to go to sleep in the vicinity of such a place.
A bestial screech from a nearby area of boulders quickly roused the group to attention. A troop of six brightly covered apes broke cover and rushed toward the party.