Other than a few birds who had made a few nests in the rafters of the house, there didn't seem to be much out of place.  While it had been around two weeks since the orc attack on this homestead, it hadn't been long enough for the elements to truly start to break down the cabin.  Certainly some debris had blown in through the open door, but that appeared to be about it.  In fact, it was almost eery to Lucille how 'normal' everything seemed.  She'd seen raided homes before and there was usually a lot more destruction.  This was almost too methodical, too orderly.  Oh certainly most anything of value had been taken, and only the cheapest lowest quality goods still remained in the home, cracked wooden plates, cheep iron utensels, any ratty cloth blankets, but otherwise it was almost like the homestead had been abandoned and not raided.  There were no overturned tables, no broken dishes or furniture remaining.  The small barn was likewise deserted but still in decent shape.  Several bits of farming gear remained, and it was likely that raiders had little desire to carry away farming tools.  But a brave or foolish farmer could move out here and set up the farm and get it back in working order in a solid day, easily.  The more Lucille looked around, the more it struck her how off the whole situation was.  Certainly the women were gone, likewise anything of value, but she had really expected worse from a band of orcish raiders.  There was even still firewood stacked in a hopper by the farm house's door.<br/><br/>Unfortunately there was precious little in the way of any sort of clues that she could find.  While two weeks hadn't done much to degrade the house, it had apparently been more than long enough to destroy any tracks that might have been left by the orcs.  There was also signs of damage on the outer walls, where arrows had been fired into the wood, probably while the raiders attacked.  But even those arrows had been removed, and now no sign of them other than the holes in the wood remained.<br/><br/>Lucille was now struck with an interesting choice.  While it was afternoon, she had no idea where the orcs were exactly and only a general direction to head in to try to pick up their trail.  She could easily camp here for the night, and likely fortify it if she so chose long before night fell, getting an early start in the morning.  Or she could head out and get a few hours travel in the right direction, giving her more daylight tomorrow to search for clues in the right area.