Raiding the Shoreline Camps

   We arrived on the shore and split into two divisions. The Rangers climbed the hill to the West, overlooking the encampment while warriors approached from the North in the wood. I moved with my company up the hillside, our archers filing in line. Once in our position, overlooking the orc camp, we had a strange encounter, a stranger was captured nearby by a couple of our scouts. To my amusement it was a long time friend, Kaiell. He had a particular disposition towards the same enemy we were prepping to ambush. I had his bonds removed and we signaled for the ambush to begin to the warriors on the ground. 
   The battle was of standard fair, we loosed volley after volley on the camp. The warriors rushed from the woods, executing stragglers with ease and grabbing the ones who had found cover behind rocks and ruins. Within just a few minutes, the encampment was destroyed and we moved down the hill to meet with the warriors who had assisted us. 
   It was at this point that the company split apart, some leaving to pursue after orcs that had run into the Northern Chetwood. I observed the dwarf, a Captain among the company we fought alongside of, and an elf, examine a particularly strange rune in the center of the camp. His name was Mortanas if I remember correctly, and he was highly suspicious of Kaiell. It was at this time that Lomiphell and I stepped aside to practice with knives and swords, doing so for a considerable amount of time. 
   When we walked back into the ruined camp, the split company had not returned and I began to feel concerned. The elf examining the stone carved runes seemed confused, "This doesn't make any sense, it means nothing." The words hit me hard, as I immediately realized what was happening, it was a trap, a distraction. The elf shared my sentiment not a moment later. 
   We rallied together and moved South in Northern Chetwood, hoping to find our company still alive. What we found was a trail of blood... the corpse of an elf from our company, Seareon... We did not find Pendora or Maellong who had been with the split company, we had assumed them captured. It was as these thoughts cross our mind that an ambush came from all sides, a cleverly orchestrated trap. Before the ambush had us surrounded, I called out to my men the only thing I could think of, "The plan is to... FIGHT, fight for your lives!"