A Thorn In The Hand IC

[Malak'ai]

Turning from Verossa and nodding at Eleanora, the Dwarf replies, "Aye, and tha supports are crumbling faster than a rat running outta tha forge. And from tha mumbling back there, it looks like this lot needs a lot of protecting"

Moving back behind the desk, he goes back to studying the map.
"When I last took a peek over tha top, that was last night, tha middle camps have tha least remaining in them, though tha outer camps are still only lightly defended. If your lucky, yea could sneak through tha center durin' tha night."