Chapter 2 - Hoof and Horn

[Grimbold]

"We need to find the Elder Shaman. Follow me!" Egbert plans to sneak around a bit to see if he can find the Elder Shaman.
Leaving the camp heading west, he looks around if he can see a small hill, or another kind of vantage point.
Perhaps he can see fires somewhere, a frostling camp or something like that. He intends to keep moving, never staying in one place very long and moving as silently as possible.

[Vardaen]

Yohan nods, hefts his club in one hand and joins behind Egbert following the older youth. The two prowl the camp first like smilodons, but there is no sign of the Elder Shaman here. So west out of the came the two move, until they come to the branthas. There, stilled tied up to the trees are the half dozen brantha the Mammoth brought with them. Each of them is butched, throats slit, head's caved in, and various body parts missing. Notably their norse ridges and their tales are gone, crudely and brutally cut off. On the ground behind them lays a single dead Frostling goblin, its nose smashed so far up into its skull that its face is unrecognizable. Yohan turns his head away choking down his feeling. The two are not trackers, they are warriors, but it doesn't take huntsman to notice a rather obvious trail that turns north through some trees and through the snow into the night.

[Grimbold]

Egbert nods in the direction ov the trail. "That way. Be careful. If we are discovered, flee and we shall meet right here again." Slowly and carefully, trying to move as quietly as possible, Egbert follows the trail. He keeps his ears open and prefers to be safe than fast.

[Vardaen]

OOC

Sorry for delay, I was waiting on other threads to catch up.

Just as Egbert and Yohan are ready to follow the trail of the Frostlings there is noise back from the camp. The sound of a small group arriving on the far edge (east) reaches your ears. Yohan turns and looks through the trees between here and there and in a not so hushed tone comments, "Four more... they don't look like Frostlings." He grabs his club in both hands just in case.

[Vardaen]

Just when Yohan comments about the men, three of them, one calls out.

"Men of the Mammoth Clan" he calls out, "we come to offer aid in your fight against our common enemy, the Frostlings. We come from Bear and Seal Clans, and from the elves."

[Grimbold]

Egbert motions Yohan to follow him and begins running towards the camp. When he arrives, he will stay hidden and have a look around before acting.

[Vardaen]

Egbert and Yohan moves toward the camp and pause behind some tree trunks. The two warriors are not stealthy, and while they stand behind trees, its clear the three figures in the camp see them very plainly. Standing in the camp is a man, a woman, and a Anhel of pale appearance. Clearly not Frostlings the two groups stare at one another across 30feet of distance...

OOC

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