There is a sound like a gust of wind and everyone feels slightly nauseous and slightly disoriented as their surroundings suddenly change around them. One moment Team Arda-Nuff were huddled in a laneway in the ruined city of Gorna and the next moment they find themselves huddled behind the 15ft wide wall of a tent, flanked by other smaller tents, on a moonlit night somewhere in the desert. The only sounds to be heard are snoring from several of the tents and somewhere in the distance beyond the big tent the sound of a horse whinnying a couple of times.

Those who peek around the edge of the big tent see that it is set on one side of a cleared space at the centre of a camp. There are about 20 tents in total. Most are about 10ft square but there are 4 of these larger 15ft square tents. All are tall enough for even Minmorc to hide behind without stooping. The clear area in the centre of the camp is about 60ft across. It is illuminated by a campfire in the centre. There is also a well in the clearing and a dozen human-sized figures are chained together and asleep in the clearing near the fire. One human warrior (equipped with leather armour, shield, scimitar and spear) stands guard in front of one of the big tents on the opposite side of the clearing, watching the sleeping prisoners.

OOC: Main Game Map updated.
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This campsite is a relatively low flat spot among the surrounding dunes, hence the well in the clearing in the middle of the camp. It is on a sort of east-west valley between the dunes. There is a 20ft high rock outcrop sticking out of the side of one of those sand dunes about 60ft southeast from where you have landed and another one 60ft north of the northernmost tents. It would be possible for the group to hide behind either of those outcrops but the dunes continue to slope upward behind them for another hundred feet or so.

Seeing how the number of tents and the number of horses greatly outnumbers his fingers Minmorc will get real serious real fast. Moving as quietly as he is able Minmorc will start heading towards the rocky out cropping to the South East.
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Moffdust follows suit, keeping her mouth shut and her hands to herself until they reach the rocks.

Bulldust lifts the bandage from his nose and has a good sniff of the campsite before following Minmorc away from the tents.
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Riza grabs Minmorc's arm before he heads off "I'm gonna scout around to see what I can find... If they gets me, give them hell" with a smile she hides herself amongst the shadows and scouts around the North of the camp to see if she spot anything of interest. She is almost invisible but moves through the unfamiliar terrain only slightly quieter than Minmorc

Discretion being the better part of valour, and not wanting to be the last one left here on his own, Jurz edges Rog around to follow the others.
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Dregz stares forlornly at the black rod, pointing inexorably towards the tent behind which everyone was hiding (or perhaps at some point beyond). For a moment he considers using his sharp knife to create a new opening in the canvas ... then decides there's more safety in numbers and slinks furtively off after the rest of his tribe.

After suddenly finding themselves in what looks like a nomads' camp (or slavers' camp?) in the desert Team Arda-Nuff all decide to withdraw to the shelter of a rocky outcrop in the side of a sand dune 60 feet away to the southeast. All except Riza, that is.

Minmorc leads the way and everyone else except Riza follows him. All move more quietly than Oopses, who stumbles over a tent rope on the way out. The rope makes a slight 'twang' but at least Oopses manages not to fall over completely. Everyone is moving at half speed to be as quiet as they can, so it takes 2 rounds for everyone to get behind the shelter of the rock outcrop. Once there they all find vantage spots where they can watch the campsite, which is well enough illuminated by the campfire for them to be able to see it quite clearly.

Meanwhile, Riza had snuck off northwards around the outside edge of the camp. She passes one tent without incident then just as she reaches the northern edge of a second tent she suddenly finds herself right behind another human warrior (m3) who is standing guard at the northeast edge of the campsite. This man is similarly dressed in sandy-coloured leather armour with a scimitar at his side but has a bow in hand and a quiver of arrows on his back. Fortunately for Riza he is looking northwards and doesn't see or hear the little lizard-girl as she almost stumbles into him from behind.

OOC: Main game map updated.

Jurz leans forward to pet Rog and whispers in his ear  "TotoRog, I don't think we are in KansasGeoff, anymore."  With that he looks across to Dregz to see what the Holy Book and the Magic Stick have to say about it.
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Once behind cover Minmorc will lean around the rock and will keep his eyes fixed on his little buddy. He will start swaying on the spot, occasionally shaking his weapons and murmuring something about having Nuffle bless the scrimmage and shattered bodies that he hopes is just about to begin.

Dregz shakes his head.  Something is not quite right, but he struggles to put his finger on it.  On a whim he holds forth the Black Rod once more, to check it still wants to point to the same tent, a method that's sadly far less effective than the traditional "try strangulation" that was popular for a time in the service of one of the Dark Lords he was fighting for during the war.

The campfire is lighting up the area quite nicely ...

"Dat's it !" the little goblin whispers urgently. "We got here too early !  It was much, much darker in my dream !   Der fire was nearly out ... dark is good for us, bad for der yoomans !"

The black rod is definitely pointing toward the tent that the group first landed behind, unless the target has moved at the same time that Team Arda-Nuff did.

Minmorc stops shaking and thinks about this for a second before it gets too hard. "Don't wanna wait fer dreams ter come true, I wanna make dem happen now. But if yer could put out der fire if der fightin starts dat would be good fer us."

The goblin puts his head on the side considering.  While prophesies must be fulfilled to the letter, the big orc raises an interesting point.  "If I can sneak close enough, I can ask Bargrivyek tah dampen' down der fire," he muses, nodding thoughtfully.

In reply to Dregz (msg # 15):
Remebering previous attempts at fire control.
"Wouldnt dat makes thems angrier, pissing on ants.

Whys not do it like rats, hit em hard and fast then wait for da next one to smell da cheese."
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Minmorc grins at Oopses "I likes angry, udders get angry dey get stupid, I get angry I get stronger.  If yer got any cheese, give it ter me."
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Bulldust is confused.  "Are we going ta hit da umans now?  Whyd we come all da way ova ere when deys all ova dere?"  The young bugbear is still just a beginner at military tactics but eager to learn.  He casts a querying look down at Moffa.  "Now?"
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"I's bedder at startin fires." Jurz concedes.

"Not yets Bully. I tink wes goin ter be sneakin up on dems first. I'll knows when." She waits to see what the plan is.

"OK Moffa.  All I can smell is humies, even dem slaves."  Bulldust tells the team, relieved.  Imagine if they were all orcs ... we'd die!