Caywyn took us up to the tower on the cliff and there we looked into the territory beyond. Several camps of trolls were spread out surrounding the capital city in the distance. One of which guarded the exit at the end of the canyon in back of the outpost.
The Captain pointed out columns of smoke along the main road to the capital that mark the smoldering ruins of other outposts.
A sobering realization settled in upon us. Dunfallon though was the first to recover and with enthusiasm asked when we were departing for the capital.
After we all burst out laughing, I looked to Caywyn and together we said, “The day after tomorrow!”