"Alright, to the towers it is then." Astal turned to lead the group along then, moving ahead. The woods ended soon, showing clearly cut-down line, the orcs had perhaps harvested lumber here before, or at least someone had, the line of where the forest was cut off was very near and clear. There were branches cut off nearby on the ground, and piled up in a few places, but trunks had been pulled away it seemed.<br/><br/>Beyond those rose a small hill, and the sandy road along it towards the two towers built there. There was remnants of an old shield-wall there, but that seemed to have collapsed long ago. At highest, it was some 3 feet tall bit of stone, and most places had gaps of 20 feet or more where no stones higher than half a foot rose from the ground.<br/><br/>The two towers were both 30 feet tall, and made of stone bricks, looking too well made to be orc architecture. The towers themselves were 60 feet away from one another, with the burnt, broken ruins of a third tower littering the ground at the far-right side of the broken shield-wall.<br/><br/>"Its a stretch of 100 feet from the treeline to the towers. We can make it quickly, charging ahead, but I still think we'll be divided unless you all want to charge the same place." He gestured at the two towers.<br/><br/>"Nobody has a spyglass?" The ranger suddenly asked, pausing to look from one to another.