Wow this is a nice compound thought Arvien as they approached a sturdy wooden stockade. The large tree boles making up the perimeter were set into the ground and sharpened to point on the uppermost end. In the middle of the wall the party approached was a large gate. "Orson, I have returned" bellowed Dr. Fran as they neared the gate.
A running description of our Sunday Night D&D sessions.
