<div class="floatleft">(https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hrephBhIqcI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAABw/o_Hhh4oqXpg/photo.jpg)(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/15/77/2a/15772a700e1407682ca9959f4f9a9d7b.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Elfbane and Cynica<br/><strong>Location:</strong>War Chief's Command tent<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Everyone<br/><strong>Initiative:</strong>N/A<br/><strong>Free Action:</strong>N/A<br/><strong>Swift Action:</strong>N/A<br/><strong>Standard Action:</strong>N/a<br/><strong>Move Action:</strong>Charge<br/><strong>Feats or SA used:</strong>N/A<br/><strong>Warning:</strong>None<br/><hr/><br/>Elfbane listened as the group started to tackle the problem at hand.  He himself had no skill for subterfuge on the scale he was asking for.  He admitted the frontal charge was more to his strength, and the course of action was going against the Orcish blood running thick in his veins.  He knew the value of such tactics, and he enjoyed victory more than he did thrill of the charge.  Nearly so at least.  Numbers alone had never led Orcs to victory over their hated enemies.  Elfbane was determined he, considered a half-breed among the race he had embraced as his own, to be the first to destroy the Elves and Dwarfs from the Spine of the Mountains, and from there, onto other ambitions, perhaps Silvermoon.<br/><br/>In order to complete such ambitions, the first move in the grand came of<em>tzar</em>needed to be placed so.  A bold and unexpected move, so he needed the city and its walls intact so they can move onto the next objective of the campaign.  Elfbane turned his attention towards Grum as he made his statement.  Here was another half-breed who could think.  A person to note and watch to see if he could be brought into the Razor Wolves, or eliminated before he could become a threat.  What had been gathered about Goldtusk was he cared more for money than power, but goals and ambitions could change.  At his question, Elfbane grunted.<strong>"They are a human settlement upon the fringe and have had dealt with Orc raids in their past.  However their success have made them fat and lazy.  To bold walk in as a mercenary has risks, but without risk there is no reward.  I will save many of you time, in the end I care not how you gain me the city, only you do give me the city with its walls and ad key structures intact, and no word the town has been sacked to our enemies."</strong><br/><br/>With those words, Elfbane moved to walk out of the tent, leaving what plans the group needed to settle to work it among themselves.  Cynica was not far behind, though the powerful Orc priestess did move first to the Drow, Zarathrustra, and caressed the female upon her face.  Something passed between them as she had leaned in to whisper into the dark elf's pointed ear.  Zarathrustra raised an eyebrow as if intrigued.  Cynica turned towards the group before leaving the tent.<strong>"See Mogi before you leave, she will have a brace of potions, healing and a couple of invisibility potions to aid your mission, if you do not mind the taste.  You will need to do without Zarathrustra here for you mission.  I have other needs for her."</strong>With those words said, the Orc priestess and wife to the horde master and Zarathrustra left, following Elfbane.