A Message in Blood

Does your blade thirst for human blood, friend?

Some years ago, the human defectors laid claim to a small farm to the southwest across the river. With the area rich in lumber and stone, it was only a matter of time before they expanded their reach to the keep along the eastern shore known as Farholde.

Our first skirmishes would have ended in our favor if we'd had the numbers. It's time to remind them of our presence.

Disrupt their farming efforts. Take no prisoners. Send them a clear message.