We arrived at the camp, expecting a force of enemies ambushing my remaining men. However, the battle was long gone. Around me were the lifeless bodies of a small force of goblins, and one or two orcs. I called out:

“RICK?! IS ANYONE ALIVE?!”

A sound exploded from a nearby wagon, my sword out of it’s sheath before I realized I heard anything. A man stood there, one of my best soldiers, covered in head to toe in gore. His name was Rapley, or Henry to those who didn’t know him. He was a gruff man, with a rough thing of a beard, who knew more about tracking, hunting and alchemy than anyone else I had ever met. “Boss, it’s good to see you! We were attacked by a force, they came right out of nowhere. Everyone is dead, apart from me, Rick, and the leader of the goblins. The scout ran off, and all the other men are dead…” He trailed off, a far-away look in his eyes that a man gets if he has watched all his friends fight and die before his eyes.

“Rick is waiting in the tent.”

Now I looked, I could see the corpses of the men, entwined in the goblin’s dead, all of them having fought to their death. I left Rapley to his grief, and told Alice to start gathering equipment from the bodies, before leaving for the tent, the command centre. I entered to the form of a big, hulking brute of an orc, dark-shaded green, wearing full-plate, and with a big, spiky morning star strapped to his belt. He was bound, with thick chains we got of the Thane for this specific purpose. He had 2 great tusks protruding from his jaw, one shattered and broken from previous exertions. Standing next to him, just out of arms reach, was Rick.

“Oh thank God, it’s good to see you alive Alex. When we sounded the horn, it was already too late. They were upon us in moments. It was way too planned for orcs. This is the Chieftain, he was knocked out by a potion Rapley threw at him early on. It was lucky, if it wasn’t for that, we would have been utterly screwed.”
“Jeez, talk about pressure… Do you know what happened?” Rick responded with a shake of his head.
“Alright Rick, take a break. I’ll interrogate this bastard.”
He sighed, letting his head drop, not a word coming from him, and he left without so much as a mutter more.

I turned my gaze upon the Chieftain.