Greenest

arrows clatter across the stone floor, not one of them managing to strike anything, let alone anything they were aimed at.

the sound is suddenly drowned out by the real crashing and splintering of wood as the large doors are suddenly ripped down from their hinges. A throng of dwarves, at least 15 of them with axes and hammers are pouring into the mill.

with surprising nimbleness they are streaming past you, climbing into the loft, weapons swinging.

they all wear green tunics with a grand oak tree emblazoned on it. and a red bearded soldier addresses you as the others dispatch of the cultists.

"good job keepin'em busy friends... but we've got this now" he enthusiastically waves his comrades in arms into the mill "the Gun'nor says you lot are needed at the chapel.... there's innocents trapped in there, and bad guys trying to break in!"

just outside of the mill, the air is fresh and cool. It would be a beautiful night, if the town in front of you wasn't in flames. And if your ears weren't being assaulted by the sounds of dwarves exacting vengeance....

The chapel is on the other side of the village. But the streets seem eerily clear and quiet. The looting must be completed, and the raiders seem to be converging on the keep. The keep can certainly defend itself, a lot better than the chapel....

NO TIME TO LOSE!

The night is almost eerily still. You have no trouble moving quickly through the smoke and shadows in the town. You encounter no raiders or villagers on your way, although sadly, you do pass several corpses of innocent towns folk.

As you reach the west side of the village, the keep and temple both come into view. The keep is surrounded, it seems like an entire army has come to loot this little village. But there is no siege. The army seems to be waiting for something.....

A few hundred yards further west, the temple is a large building made of fieldstone, with a peaked slate roof, and square in shape. The dark gives you the opportunity to get relatively close without being detected.

At the front, a group of a dragon claw cult priest, two cultists and six kobolds are attempting to batter the doors down. The cultists operating the ram, while the kobolds stand guard and the dragon claw barks orders.

At the back, two cultists and six kobolds huddle tightly against the door, trying to burn through it. But their fire, so far, is meagre and produces little flame. Instead producing prodigious clouds of black smoke that are beginning to envelope the entire area behind the temple.

Meanwhile, a third group, three cultists, ten kobolds, and two lizard like creatures the size of ponies are strung out in a mob about 50' long. This procession with leaping and whirling kobolds is slowly circling the temple, trying to keep watch on all sides.

you guys are between the two houses in the top left corner of the map.

the wall around the temple is stone, and about 3' tall. the wooded area is small but dense.