Korsik edit 18 dec 23
+1 QP to Rig/Teveyl/Greeve for tie in to Feneon event
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HP:Healthy SP:Bursting MV:Fresh > i
Sloping Shaft
The mine shaft at this point starts to slope downwards at a good rate. The
floor here is smooth and dust covered, as if it was well used some time ago.
Looking around, you see the remnants of mining tools. You can follow the shaft
north or south.
[ obvious exits: N S ]
Greeve the Grotesque Torturer is standing here.
A red haired man snarls here, revealing filed teeth.
A black shadow stallion paws the ground here, fiery-red eyes shining with evil.
Eyes glittering malevolently, a Ghraem'lan trolloc considers its next victim.
Eyes glittering malevolently, a Ghraem'lan trolloc considers its next victim.
Eyes glittering malevolently, a Ghraem'lan trolloc considers its next victim.
A silent, black-robed figure watches you from afar.
Greeve drools.
Rig has arrived from the south.
A shadow stallion has arrived from the south.
You say 'Greetings fade, I trust the scouting was successful...?'
Rig hisses 'I have scouted the human camp. I've learned a few things to note.'
Rig hisses 'There are three entrances, two to the southeast and one along the road between Tar Valon and Caemlyn, atop the plateau.'
You emote: Teveyl rolls out the map of the Black Hills on the mine floor.
You nod in agreement.
Rig points with a wretched finger to two spots upon the map.
Rig hisses 'Those two, I believe will be less guarded by the humans.'
You say 'we have four patrols available...here, here, here and back near the fencegate.'
Rig nods in agreement.
Teveyl points to the Braem wood, Margin patrol and the old mine.
Greeve grunts.
You say 'Do we send all the troops or leave a patrol in reserve?'
Rig snarls angrily at Greeve.
Greeve points a grimy finger at a tunnel off the road to the east.
You say 'I suggest we try to take the open field and the campfire.'
Rig hisses 'Perhaps keeping a patrol here at the mine for reinforcements would be wise of us.'
You say 'odds of them fleeing into that maze of a tinkercamp are great.'
Rig hisses 'Indeed. An Open Field and the campfire being centrally located will offer an advantage if we can secure those areas.'
You say 'lets move in with the Margin and Braem patrols and this fade patrol'
Rig nods in agreement.
You say 'and call in the fencegate patrol to reinforce here'
Greeve drools, some of the spit landing on the edge of the map.
Greeve picks his teeth.
Rig hisses 'During the raid upon the camp, it will be wise to strike from both entrances on this side as well.'
You nod in agreement.
Rig hisses 'Assuming the pukes are smart, the plateau will be heavily guarded.'
You say 'We'll have to toss the dice as always, but if the battle goes our way the trollocs can use that bonfire to cook tinker.'