Chapter 3: Thistletop

As Khel climbs the tower, he can smell pickles. The floor is wet and sticky from what looks like picklejuice. From the tower you can see little except the bramble tunnels to the south. To the west you can see the coastline and to the north is the sea. There is no sign of any activity on the outside.

You look around a little more, and to connected to the excercise yard you find a small storage shed with shelves filled with crude tools, net and tack for goblin dogs. A large wooden cage contains a dozen rabbits.

Going further north you come to what looks like a meeting room. A large round table with chairs around it. On what was once a chalkboard is written in what could be blood: "Find pikkel tieves!"

North of the meeting rooom two doors leads to the west. One smells like it would lead to the latrine.

Meanwhile the other team goes the opposite direction. First door to the east next to the hallway they found themselves in, contain a stairwell heading downstairs. Following the hallway to the east, past the guard tower, lead to an affront to the senses. A floul-smelling butchery contains haunches of poorly smoked meat hanging from hooks along the ceiling or heaped in and atop crates. In some cases the meat seems to be dog or horse, but in many other cases, the meat has all-too-recognizable features, like feet, hands or grimacing faces.

To the west of the butchery you find a door that seems to lead to the same room you heard voices in earlier.

The door burst into the room, almost falling of the hinges. Revealing a large throne room decorated with hanging furs along its walls. Mostly black and red striped skins, but with a few dog pelts and what looks like one horse hide.

Four square timbers support the ceiling, their faces studded with dozens of iron spikes. Along the lower reaches are dozens of impaled and severed hands in various stages of decay.

To the northeast, a wooden platform supports a throne heaped with dog pelts and horse hides. Dog skulls adorn the armrests and a horse skull leers over the throne’s back.

On the throne sits a goblin wearing a breastplate and a dented crown on his head. Next to him rests a giant gecko. Around the room 9 armed goblins stand.

The warchanter moves behind one of the columns and sings a foul goblin song. As he does, Grimwul can feel his strength being sapped.

Meanwhile the warchief mounts the gecko and chugs a potion before drawing his sword.