It took him a few hours of travel down the road. When he got with in eye site of the camp the smell hit his nose hard. It was this smell that caused him to slow down. Thankfully so because towards the back of the camp towards the road that continued perhaps towards the mines stood a large hulking figure. From what he could tell its back was to him. As he got slowly forward he noticed the bodies strewn about the place. There was a spot that was clear of bodies and gore except for the table set up all nice and neat. The only thing not neat about it was how it too was covered in gore. From the piles of body parts nearby this was obviously where the creature from before had been made.<br/><br/>Since there where no bodies intact it was hard to tell how many dwarfs had been killed and chopped up to make those foul constructs. The hulking figure with its back turned to him looked to be a large creature maybe even a giant. Of course there was something wrong with it as well. It had at least 6 pick axes buried in its back. It had bone sticking out of from its sides and the stench off of that one smelled of rot and decay. It stood as still as a statue as if it was waiting for some kind of command. Around it lay five dead bodies all appearing to be smashed.<br/><br/>Black ravens circled and landed on the corpses feeding off of them. The tents where all torn and slashed. Upon further inspection the remains of a chart was before him looking to be a perfect thing to hide behind and look around at the rest of the place. He could tell that some of the tents looked of been burned to the ground. The smell of dead bodies and burned tents filled the air.