Do the goblins make a move? 14]
[Scout results: 98+10(horns)=108]
The next day, the greenskins make their move, and a horn to challenge the Hornhold sounds. A hundred thousand men and dwarves on the march screeching to a halt and trying to about face is not a pretty sight, but the chain of command quickly leaps into action in trying to restore order and those of you fortunate enough to be mounted race ahead. You easily outstrip the others and are the first to arrive at a point where a dwarven ranger is staring with a mix of surprise and satisfaction across the river at a scene of terrible carnage, as hundreds of spiders happily bind dead, dying and paralyzed goblins in web.
"The greenskins were gathering," he says distractedly, "So I blew the horn, and before you got here they did." He waves vaguely in the direction of the spiders. "That's only some of them. The rest of them were chasing the goblins as they ran away."
You stare at the spiders. One of them stares back at you. You can almost see the arachnid thought patterns as it tries to figure out whether it can get across the river. Then it apparently decides that a bird in the pedipalps is worth any number in the bush, and turns back to join its fellow in feasting.
The unofficial motto of the Colleges of Magic: when in doubt, act mysterious. Your smug smile is fixed in place as the first of the other riders arrives.
