*The sound of distant galloping can be heard across town center, as Arcadeus comes up the path from the river, riding on a horse. He slows the horse to a trot, looking a little uncomfortable upon the saddle*
"Ssshh. Easy, girl"
*He looks about town center atop the horse*
* Vali is sitting out side the tavern* So I take it ye are ta only one that lived
*He smirks at Vali, looking a little pale*
"I stayed to scout. The others returned I believe. In any case, its been awhile since I rode an animal.."
*he exhales slowly steadying himself*
"The Orcs will arrive exactly a month hence from yesternight. The eve of the 8th of May. I am sure of it"
Primrose exits the tavern with a cloak wrapped around her shoulders. She pulls the hood up, and starts towards the direction of the town fire.
She stops when she sees the horse, then Arcadeus. Her face goes pale.
"That's… that's a horse," she states.
"why are you riding a horse?" *frowns to the poor animal as she steps closer to Zigg.*
*He looks at Primrose and states bluntly with a smile*
"Yes. Yes it is"
*He looks to Vali with a nod*
"I'll be back soon. Have to inform the Lady"
*He lightly raps the reins of the horse and trots swiftly toward the pavilions unless stopped*
Primrose watches them leave. She pulls her lips into a thin line, then turns to Vali.
"Was there a scouting party or something? Is that why we're getting out giant, angry…" she fumbles for the right word. "Beasts?"
"There were talks the orcs had wargs." *Luna tells Prim sadly.*
Grimnir strolls up to the tavern, "You beat us here, of course." The Jarl casually adjusting his equipment on his frame. "No signs of beasts, no sign of darkness, no signs of corruption. So I am going to take it to mean we best be prepared."
*He nods to Grimnir from horseback*
"Fair enough. I shall inform Lady Urquart. See you back at camp"