Lost Scout

[ChickieBooBoo]

Terrowin didn't seem to notice Charles hanging at the back of the group, his mind was already working through how they would break the news to Lord Octa. Would the Lord believe them? Would he send help to Aberdeen?

 

[StarrNico]

David followed Terrowin quietly. He glanced to Charles then back ahead to the door, waiting on the Lord to be roused. He wondered if he would send help to Aberdeen also and if he would be able to reach the next town without anything else happening along the way

 

[Frundette]

The three men were left waiting for almost a half hour before Lord Octa finally entered the room through the door which Gunnar had left. Gunnar and another of Lord Octa's trusted men followed close behind.

"I am told you bring urgent news from Aberdeen?" he said, wasting no time with pleasantries. His mouth was turned down in a frown that appeared almost permanent.



Lord Octa:

 

[ChickieBooBoo]

Terrowin gave a courteous bow and launched right into their plight. "You have been told correct, Lord Octa. We received word not twelve hours ago of an orc camp located in the Greywoods between Aberdeen and Wedmor. They have been using human slaves, captured primarily from the road, to build their camp up to strength. Perhaps you are already aware of these missing persons. We have reason to believe that several members from our settlement and yours are still being held captive in the camp, and Lord Ragnar urgently requests your help in freeing these trapped souls and ridding the forest of these orcs before they pose a greater threat."

 

[LoveThatChick]

Anwir, the second of the Lords trusted men, stood just behind him, and listened to Terrowin tell of the orcs and their camp, scowling as he did. The man was tall, and in his thirties, with tan skin and brown hair, handsome, by any standard.

"How do you know of this? What evidence do you have? It sounds like wives tales to me." He questioned in a crisp, smooth voice, speaking out of turn, his hazel eyes narrowed.

 

[ChickieBooBoo]

"One of our scouts returned with this information, and we have no reason not to trust her." He purposely refrained from mentioned Gytha by name in case it made things more complicated. "We also had a number of escaped prisoners return. Their account matches our scout's, we are very sure of this."

 

[StarrNico]

DDavid glanced at Charles and wondered if the man would say anything, he had supposedly just escaped the orcs and would have first hand information about them. Being one of the scouts for Lord Ragnar, he should speak up, and try to help. He looked back to Lord Octa, his thoughts taking a new turn as he let them wander to speaking with the others Lord.

 

[Frundette]

Catching David's expectant glance, Charles cleared his throat and glanced between Lord Octa and Anwir. He stepped forward to allow his injuries to be seen. "It's true, Lord. I barely escaped them myself," he said, trying to keep his lie as simple and as close to the truth as possible. "They are well armed and armored."

Octa sat down on his chair and ran a hand over his beard as he squinted at the three messengers. "Tell me," he said slowly. "How large is the orc camp? And how many men does Ragnar request?"

Charles looked back over to Terrowin, wishing to pretend that he had not seen the camp itself.

 

[LoveThatChick]

Anwir watched as the bruised young man stepped forward, and listened as he explained the reason for his appearance, breathing slowly to calm himself. Then, he tilted his head slightly, he recognized the man, and not from one of his trips to Aberdeen. He smirked slightly, Charles was the mans name, Anwir remember, Won't Gomez be interested to hear about this... he thought...

 

[ChickieBooBoo]

(dun dun dun lol)

After catching Charles' eye, Terrowin stepped forward to fill in when he realized Charles had nothing else to say. "Here," he handed the sealed letter that Ragnar had written for Lord Octa. "From what we have gathered so far, at least ten. Possibly fifteen, depending of course on how many Camden can provide."