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Old 07-26-2006, 04:24 PM   #267
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Some thoughts before I leave for the youth-camp...

I can't see any realistic scenario where the slaves go after the two kidnapped ones. The Easterlings took them at night by horses and the slaves don't know where and how far they went. And at the time of an imminent danger, splitting the group would be too dangerous and the chances of a successful mission minuscule.

So let the fellowship rescue them?

How about, if the slavers make a revenge-attack (to gain the lost property & new captives) the next night? The fellowship or some of the slaves might anticipate it and they would build a trap to them? Thence the situation might be made more even and the Fs & slaves might win.

The orcs would stay around as they would see that the slavers are not getting away when the day comes - waiting for the spoils the next night again. And how happy would they be to see almost all the slaver camp take to their horses and ride away when the night comes, leaving just the horseless ones + a couple extra perhaps to guard the camp (remember, they believe it was the few slaves with horses that made the robbery last night)?

Then on the next day after the nightly trap has worked and the slavers are defeated, the fellowship and the slaves would go to check the slavers camp for supplies and possibly meet the orcs there?

Or the orcs would get away from the slavers camp when seeing them coming towards the camp they have devastated and then the orcs would follow the fs & slaves in hope of supplies to steal from them?

Or something.
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