Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29559990-20141219013143/@comment-29559990-20141226222408

(After a long fight, I am here.)

(Billy, if you're intent on Vernanwen showing up that way, have her do it on the way back from this mission, hm?)

(Les get going!)

Borskar retrieved his sword from a soldier that he had stabbed and wiped some blood off of it. "Let's go" was all he said.

As they went down the cave entrance was long and unusually wide, and it culminated to a narrow (by comparison to the rest of the entrance) doorway. Borskar told the group to halt while he scouted ahead.

Borskar cautiously approached the entrance to the pathway and observed the scene: The cave consisted only of one large room, where there were many carcasses of deer, horses, bears, wolves, and other animals. Along the walls and on the tables were the skins and hides of such animals, all packed up and ready to be shipped out. Accompanying the skins was a small amount of enemy soldiers, all working to skin the hides and pack em up.

Borskar, a little uneased by the stench of death, returned to the group and explained the situation; "It's just a skinning outpost. Probably here to make some gold to help their cause."

Borskar ripped his Battleaxe from it's resting place and said. "They have small numbers. We outnumber them. All we have to do is rush them and we'll have them cornered. Sound good?"