Ludo looked at Hasan and whispered, “Maybe a stealthy approach would work best here.” Let’s find out who is in this hut. He crawled out of the tunnel hole and crawled through the brush to the side of the hut.
“Psst, wait! Ah!” Hasan grimaced as he saw Ludo sink into the mists ahead. “I don’t like this,” the elf muttered, shaking his head, as he moved forward himself to join the human. The elf stowed his bow and drew the light scimitar he carried at his side. His mail clinked in the dark, but the elf found the noise more reassuring than troubling.
“If that hut is occupied you can bet they know we are here, ” Maruc said, “what with all that fighting in the tunnels. If I was the occupier I’d have left with all my gear.” He shifted his shield round and released his mace. “If I was was powerful enough I’d still be here.”
Miklos looked at the rude hut. “Who’d live here anyway? Right by a…what did you say? A burial site?”
“Priests,” said Maruc darkly.
“Oh well that’s fine.” said Miklos, “We’ve just about done everything to desecrate it so we’re going to be popular. I’d get that silence incantation ready if I was you.”
Miklos made his way over to Stephan. Somehow the woodsman made him feel less like an unarmoured man.
Maruc nodded, he kept alert for the whisperings of spells and prepared his silence spell for swift casting.
Stephan also readied his shield and made sure he had his favorite grip on his hilt.
“Halav…,” he whispered to whomever could hear, “This hut….it’s a fright. Just like the old hag’s house we were told to avoid growing up in the wood. Mark my words, there might be an old had witch in there!”
Stephan took a side step when Miklos sidled up to him. He’s going to cramp my sword arm, he thought to himself.
Out of the tunnels now, and with Ludo sneaking up to the hut, Feldard remained by the tunnel entrance and covered Ludo’s approach with his crossbow.
Ludo made his way to the hut. When he was nearly there, an ear-splitting shriek came from the misty wood behind the hut. Then, the sound of metal armor and weaponry clanking as the outline of large humanoids emerged into view.
A war party of hyena-faced gnolls charged toward the hut.