Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20190126220742/@comment-17114085-20190324131554

The village buildings were all about the same size, so any of them could do.

It was probably smarter for Tiskr to be trying to climb a building, since he was the more atheletic of the two Stormhawks, but luckily Reeth was able to get up there without hurting himself.

When he got to the top of the building he was able to see a good deal of the surrounding village. He spotted the village center, where the two Companions were with their cart, he saw burned out houses, he saw bodies covered in snow, wolves, the fresh Orc corpses that Hans left, he spotted Hans walking out of the village and he saw a group of what looked like Atmoran warriors running through the village towards the center.

"Me too." Jofrodr said. He went over to where the wolves had been feasting to investigate the half-eaten corpses.

He cursed when he saw that they were too chewed up to properly identify. Though he was able to tell that they weren't too old. "These are probably just a few days old. That means there was still fighting in the village recently."

They heard something from the east, what sounded like a group of people approaching. He turned to face them.

A group of Atmoran warriors ran into the village center and stopped when they saw Reyl and Jofrodr.

"So that ruckus was you two. Here I thought we were about to fight some Orcs." Said the lead of this little band of warriors. He was in his late 40s, with pale blonde hair and a strong frame. Reyl and Jofrodr knew him well, it was their captain, Bodvar the Little-Bear.