<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Character Sheet</div><div class="spoiler_body">https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1198476</div></div><br/><br/>Does it seem like they were killed outright or was there a fight? Can I tell if it was humans vs orcs vs something, or human and orcs vs something? Investigation check to see what I can gleen from the positioning of the orcs and humans: At 2017-05-11 14:47:29, Robyn Hood (uid: 15876) rolls: 1d20a3 Result: 7 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=103075) Boo!<br/>Perception to detect if anyone is in hiding:At 2017-05-11 14:53:56, Robyn Hood (uid: 15876) rolls: 1d20a4 Result: 17 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=103076) Yay!<br/>And moving stealthily, just in case: At 2017-05-11 14:54:16, Robyn Hood (uid: 15876) rolls: 1d20a5 Result: 14 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=103077) Yay?<br/><hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/VOesSDO.jpg)</div>And urge Moonlight she did, at every opportunity but she was careful not to hurt her equine friend. There was a sense of relief riding alone, her long golden hair flipping wildly in the winds. Moonshadow stopped only when she needed to, finding shelter in the dead of night for her trance and letting Moonlight rest. The dim light of the moon was something she could navigate but there was no point in risking her horse taking a wrong step.<br/><br/>Moonlight noticed it before she did, clever horse, “What is it?” The steed did not speed up even as she gently nudge him with her knee, trying to move him back into a gallop. She stroked his mane and halted him when they turn the bend to see the aftermath of the ambush then chirruped at Moonlight to guide him back and off the road. “Sorry friend,” she dismounted in a single movement, shapely leg swinging over the beast, “You are loyal and sleek but just a bit too big. Stay here.” She smiled and patted the horse, retrieving her dual-headed spear, bow and gear before moving to scout the scene.<br/><br/><em>“An ambush of an ambush? Orcs look for prey, only to be taken down by someone else? Or were they together, cut down by an enemy in waiting?”</em>Moonshadow mused in her head as she moved amongst the bodies, keeping to the edge of the carnage; staying low and in the brush while looking for signs of anyone else lurking about. If it seemed those responsible had moved on, she proceeded further among the dead. Heading towards the wagon for any clues about what it might have been carrying.