Chapter 2 - The Raiders’ Camp

You all take a deep breath and walk up to the gate. You feel tense as you walk through it, but nothing seems to happen. You walk past a big group of kobolds but they don't even give you a second glance. As you walk deeper into the camp you see several more huts, some of which look more solidly built which you assume are inhabited by cultists. The atmosphere is generally quite loose, although you see small group of guards patrolling.

To the south you see a group of huts and several large poles with manacles attached to them. Towards the back of the camp to the east, you see a large tent that is guarded by four very serious and well armed guards, each of them have what you could best describe as a large, draconoid hound on an iron leash. You see a few revelling cultist get a little too close and they are instantly scared away by the snarling beasts. On the eastern wall of the camp there's a large cave opening, guarded by two cultists in uniform, and a little south of the big tent you can see a big stake with a humanoid figure tied to it.

A couple of cultists approach you and hands you mugs of ale, "NEWCOMERS! What took you so long? It's drinking time!"

Kirsk, the men laughs and gives you an incredibly awkward high five before you leave them. You awkwardly hang around for a little while, trying to observe the camp from the inside. After a short while you see a few of the higher ranking officers walk through the camp and angrily try to get the lower ranking cultists under control again. You see that they little by little dress back up in their cultist robes, and sober somewhat up. There also seems to be small guard patrols forming up, and a group of guards seem to take place at the main entrance.

You notice that there seems to be smaller groups of people that doesn’t seem to be cultists at all. Some of them point and laugh as they dress up in their flayed tunics.

You also notice a group of six men and two women dressed in ragged clothes tending cooking fires. Four cultists of what Kirsk knows to be of the rank "Dragonclaws" seem to guard them which indicates that they’re prisoners. However none of them fits Leosin’s description.

Octavia stays quite, following Kel's example of just drinking to not make any mistakes and give something away. After being led away she smiles. 'Do not worry. I took no offense.

She grits her teeth as she see's those cooking. She had no doubt they were slaves, and had to hold herself back from immeadiatly going to free them.

'We do not leave without those 8.' She says quietly to her companions.