Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140119184840/@comment-12599067-20140124004123

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Jack nodded at Torene as she caught up with the group, grateful that the sorceress would be there to help them for the time being. He led the group over to the overhang where Daithi was perched, and caught his breath when he spotted the scene below them. A company of orcs sat around a campfire, laughing and singing in loud voices. Many were clad in armor of pelts and hides, giving them a savage appearance, but a few were clad in steel and one, presumably the leader of the party, was clad head to toe in Orcish armor. A small number of horses were milling about in nearby stables, leathery armor hugging their sides and proving Jack's suspicion that they were indeed an orc war party.

"Well, at least it's not necromancers. Still, I'm not sure I like the look of this. I don't suppose we have any volunteers to act as armed diplomats?" Jack asked, turning away from the orcs and bringing his attention back to the group. He most certainly did not want to be anywhere near the orcs if things turned nasty.