The orc grunted thoughtfully, as he glimpsed the flickering light of a campfire in a distance; Usually, he'd have steered clear of one, but his interest was piqued. He wasn't sure he could move quietly past 'em, and he was more than a match for almost anything in the forest, so...<br/><br/>With care, Nbox screwed his helmet back onto his head, making sure his axe was within reach- But not drawing it, yet. Slowly, his shield strapped to his wrist, he headed toward the light; He'd take a glimpse, at least, then decide whether or not to move on.