Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20190126220742/@comment-17114085-20190401135216

(@Nelthro: Are the three of them heading back to Silfrisin? If not then you can keep going with them.)

Bodvar headed into the largest of the tents, where two other men were waiting around a table.

The younger of the two was a bald, beardless man that looked to be in his early 30s. Bodvar knew him as Rolf the Gold-Scatterer, the acting captain of the Nidhoggr, the Companion crew from Dagastar. He was only a Shield-Brother when he came to fight the Orcs, but had been prematurely promoted to Captain after all his superiors died in battle against the savages.

Rolf was sitting on a chair with his legs up on the table. He was playing with a silver coin in his right hand.

The other man was a red-haired and beared fellow that had a weathered face that showed its age. He was in his mid 40s and had a big frame. He was Styrbjorn Flame-Hair, captain of the Vedrfolnir, the Caompanion crew from a town in Saarthal Hold.

He was drinking from a horn of ale and looking displeased at Rolf.

When Rolf saw Bodvar enter he flipped the coin in the air and made it land in Styrbjorn's drink.

The other captain pushed himself up and yelled at Rolf and tossed the horn at him.

"We were supposed to be fighting the Orcs, not each other." Bodvar stated.

"We would, if this fool would stop playing around and gather his men for battle." Styrbjorn barked. His face was red with anger, it was clear that he had been fighting with Rolf again.

"So what my hunter told me was true. You pulled out your forces. Why?! We need to drive them out of the mountain! Sitting here in this cave will not win us any battles." Bodvar asked.

"Captain Heimir shared your enthusiasm and look what that got him." Rolf said, still sitting back on his chair. "His head is mounted on some Orcish spear and his body in some frozen ditch somewhere."

Heimir had been the captain of the Nidhoggr before his untimely death.

"My crew is exhausted. We led the vanguard up the mountain last time and we all nearly died in that ambush. We are in no shape to fight them, at least not without a new plan." Rolf added.

"Coward!" Bodvar yelled at him. Like Styrbjorn he had lost his patience with this new captain. If it weren't for the fact that Rolf and his men knew these mountains the best, they would've marched up without them long ago.

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Jofrodr was outside the tent. He could hear the yelling between the captains clear enough. It was mostly just two of them yelling, the third seemed quite calm.

It wasn't just the captains that were fighting, he could sense the tension in the cave between the Companions as well.

This won't end well. He reflected. If their leaders couldn't work together then what hope did the subordinates have.

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Tannr seemed highly uncomfortable in that cave with so many humans around. He stuck close to Reyl's legs and tried to avoid the others as best he could.

Gold had little value to most Orcs, since they used no currency and rarely used jewelry that they didn't steal themselves. Still, some Orcs liked shinny things so they might be willing to trade their work for gold.

The Orc Warrior grabbed the railing of the watchtower and yelled down at Lamush. "You are thick-skulled aren't you?! You're not wanted here, Oshcrun!"

Talking was unlikely to get her inside. If she wanted in then she'd need to use the Code of Malacath to leverage a way in. Under the Code she could challenge their decision by paying the blood-price. If she won a fight against one of their champions she would earn unmolested entrance into the stronghold.