Rakothûrz was highly pissed off and the other Orcs knew it. He had been challenged by a human and that human had managed to wound him, something that had not been done before. No human was as good as he was, but this human had, and he also caused descent among the ranks of his Orcs and had divided them for just a short time, but enough to do damage to his force. He had been defeated by a mere human and that still seemed to bode ill with his Orcs. They looked at him with question in their eyes, and he could ill afford to lose more of them to infighting, or him killing them. They now lacked the strength to take the fortress and he had also lost his prize, one he was wanting to torment and torture. "We move south with haste. We must make it to the Southern Pass quickly and move to the other side of the mountains. Morgan will give me the forces I need to destroy these weaklings or he will have no help from me." he told his remaining chiefs.<br/><br/>Thorgan after being on the wall a while waiting for Allassiel and Pegawen to get done in the Bath, decended and walked to the far end of the fortress where another gate was that faced the pass. Here one of the Elves was pulling out weeds from what looked to have been some sort of herb garden. She looked up at Thorgan and nodded her recgonition of him. "It was rumored that they once had a herb garden here that grew many things that would help those wounded. It is overgrown somewhat but the herbs still grow strong here. The Lady Pegawen, who has tended to the wounded might need some of these." she smiled at him. She reached to pull out some beautiful blue flowers and Throgan's eyes went wide and he told her to stop. He knelt down and examined the flowers. It could not be. They were not suppose to grow there. Only high in the mountains, and they were very rare and here there were many. But they looked like the pictures in the book.<br/><br/>"Do not pull them. I will be right back. I want to transplant them to a saddlebag and carry them with me." he told the Elf. He ran back to the stables and brought back an empty saddle bag and filled it with dirt and then gently dug up the flowers and their roots and transplanted them to the dirt in his saddle bag. He looked to the sky and smiled, "Thank you." he said to what ever gods there might be watching over him. He returned to his own quarters and placed the saddle bag down and watered the flowers to keep them healthy. "Now to find the Wizard." Once that was done he went to find Pegawen and Allassiel. He wanted to tell Pegawen of the herb garden.