"Pffftttt, You what!?!" Siar who was sipping some tea brewed by the fruits of Balin's magic suddenly exclaimed spitting it all over his small table.
"I'm very sorry Sir!" The magician archer said holding back the urge to shift the blame to his other buddy. He had to follow the military code of conduct when confronting superiors after all so he couldn't just start rambling and shifting the blame.
Siar sighed before grabbing a nearby cloth to wipe the small table.
"Hmmm… Move up the walls and scout the inside" Siar told him after some simple consideration. Balin was the commander but the squad leaders could also make decisions as long as it wasn't going directly against Balin's orders.
"But-" This arguably was, however. It was a fine line. He doing it discretely was different from all of the scouts in this squad doing the same. Each squad had at least one scout so it wasn't like they wouldn't be noticed and potentially reported.
Vorga-Waruk, that's the ship name.
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Yeah sorry, I just had no idea what to title this chapter. Apologies for the quality of the previous chapter and I wonder how things will progress from here...
Does Vorgarag have something more cooked up? Will the scouts notice that there are no orcs? How will they react?
Questions but no answers... so answer them! Don't forget the wise words of Albert Einstein, "There are no wrong answers, only wrong people" He said that, I don't swear!
Thanks for reading~!