[h1][color=green]Count Salezenathor of Hesse[/color][/h1]
Count Salezenathor had been riding with this team a little more than a week.  Silius Cross and him had been on a few missions together, so they were knowledgeable of the other's abilities.  While Sal was the better archer and better rouge, Mr. Cross had superb tracking abilities.  Rumor said that he sniffed the air to smell his enemies, but the archer was fairly certain that was an exaggeration.  Although that would be useful for tracking flying creatures like dragons...

This evening team Cross was chasing after an orc patrol that they had stumbled on unexpectedly.  The team understood that orcs didn't normally scout, so this operation was a bit strange.  Perhaps something was leading them?  Maybe a 'genius' was born among them and had learned that knowing when and where your opponent's armies are is useful?  Either way their mission was clear.

Upon being ordered to, Sal jumped off Icon.  Icon was a Rankor Breed, a smaller type of horse that had exceptional intelligence and speed.  Landing like a feather, Sal checked his belt to make sure his folding bow was there.  Upon confirming that he had a weapon, the Count headed off sideways into the woods.  Icon would now stay close to Sir Cross and provide communication between the two former nobles.

Sal soon stumbled into the perimeter of the camp, quickly climbing into an oak tree to gain a vantage point.  The orcs had ... fifteen tents?  And if they slept two people to a tent ... [color=green][i]Thirty Orcs.  That might be pushing it.  Where are the rest of their patrols?  Didn't we only follow five?[/i][/color]

The Count gave off a series of faint bird calls.  To anyone else, they would be sounds of the forest.  However Icon could tell the subtle difference in Sal's tone, and communicated the message elegantly to the dragon slayer.
[h1][color=lightgreen]Icon[/color][/h1]
Icon heard the sounds and trotted up to Silius.  He was to repeat a message.

Snout in face. Freeze Still. [color=lightgreen]Message from Sal.[/color]
Stomp left foot three times. [color=lightgreen]Thirty[/color]
Silence. [color=lightgreen]Normal[/color]
Whack side of Cross with snout. [color=lightgreen]Hostile[/color]

Then Icon waited for Silius to give confirmation that he understood the message or Icon would repeat it.