After a long time, Fiontann decided to go to the Prancing Pony instead of staying at the Order's Barracks to plan the upcoming training. He took some parchments, a quill and a small bottle of ink and the map he was studying the last time where he marked the known locations of bandits and orcs. He took his jar of ale and sat at the furthest table in the inn, he came there not to not be disturbed, he came as he did in the old days. His gaze fell on the map and his eyes darted from one mark to the other, all red Xs on different spots on the map.
Every location would be ideal to train the new and the young members of the Company, orcs, bandits, wolves, all within arm reach and some days attacking their camps would relieve the town of Bree for weeks. It would take them weeks to recover from a strong hit. His gaze fixed on the red X above the black one and he wrote some things about it on a parchment that was laying near the map. Then he turned to the right, Archet, Chetwood and the Midgewater Marshes had Xs on them. He studied each one for some moments, passing the quill over them, recalling the size of the camps and the potential number of those in them.
His hand now followed the Greenway and reached the X above the Northern Bree fields, another place he lead many attacks into. Full of orcs and goblins, another potential attack but something stopped him as he thought more of it and the location of the camp far North in the Bree-land. His hand the travelled now South to the black and grey Xs respectively, one was filled with wolves and other feral animals and the other was a place full of tombs full of anything. He drew a deep breath and shook his head, looking at the red Xs once more, wanting to find the suitable one.
"We need to visit a place with dangers but not something most of them cannot handle. A bandit camp will be the best choice. Train and stop them for some days. We will attack from many sides and they will never know what hit them. But before that they will have to survive in the wilderness, without any comfort. And then, after the attack the same, survive in the wilderness for several days before we return to the town. Should all go well we will set out." he thought and placed his finger on one of the Xs.
That moment he saw Athlenah and quickly gathered the parchments and covered the map with them. The plan was ready and soon he would summon them all to tell them to get ready...
