Attended by:Raiden, Grenadier Corporal (leading)
- Patrol + Sentry + Orc RaidVince, Grenadier Sergeant
- Patrol + Sentry + Orc RaidTyrael Styx, Watchman
- Patrol + Sentry + Orc RaidMaldraedior, Guardsman Recruit
- Patrol + Sentry + Orc RaidCeluvian Haap, Guardsman Recruit
- Patrol + Sentry + Orc RaidFlina Trix, Junior Dragoon
- Orc RaidAndrew, Guardsman Recruit
- Orc RaidGregor Eason, Exploring Officer -
Orc Raid WithdrawlI had a mind to keep the guardsmen busy with duties this eve so we set out on patrol from the barracks while the sun was still high in the sky.
We patrolled the Shire gathering wood, kindling, hides and meat as we went on our way. There was nothing out of ordinary to report. The Shire seemed peaceful enough.
Once we hit the coast we patrolled it westwards towards the Glenmore mountains. It was there where we were to build our base camp before nightfall.
Night descended on us just as we were completing our outpost. When it was finished we settled in for a while, stools and bedrolls made use of and fresh meat roasting on the skillet.
In fact Celuvian's cooking was so good his fellow recruit Maldraedior threatened to marry him. Best refuel them torches Vince! *shifty eyes*
Our bellies full I wondered if anyone had any spooky tales to entertain our merry band, but alas all the recruits knew were nursery rhymes.
It looked like I would have to provide the entertainment and how better to do it than lead a midnight raid into the orc fort!
We made our way by torchlight to the filthy hole! Junior Dragoon Flina and Guardsman Recruit Andrew had by now joined our group.
We'd caught the buggers napping! Orc resistance was weak and we slew the sleepy buggers where they lay! We then set their storeroom ablaze and went off to give the their brutes a wake up call!
Alas not a brute could be found! Must be sleeping elsewhere so we made our way back out. Morning broke just as we made it back the the fort's entrance and at last... A brute!
We smashed him to the floor and his group of followers, just as Exploring Officer Eason appeared to give us all a hearty pat on the back for our efforts... Huzzah!
We made it back to our camp but unless my eyes were deceiving me it was gone! Thieving beggars! Someone had half inched everything! I lost two torches, a skillet a damn fine stool and my lucky bedroll!
The swines!
We force marched back to barracks where I congratulated the men and Flina on a job well done and dismissed them.
For Cove!
*signed*Raiden, Grenadier Corporal.
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