"Alright you pieces of shite. You all listen to me now, understood?" Ogroin looks up from the map of the area and stares at the three rangers. "Listen to my every command, and you just might survive this mission. It's a long walk, and few opportunities for a pause. So eat your grub and take one last leak, cause from now on, we'll be running. And if I have to get your ass moving again like last time, Gobor... I guess you don't want to lose another toe. We depart in five."
Ogroin turns away from his group and steps to his backpack to finish up the last of his things. A couple vials of poison, some throwing daggers and just some other useful adventure gear. He watches as the other creatures finish up packing. "All done? Very well... Let's run! Ossaaaah!" Ogroin starts running, with the other three rangers close behind. They quickly enter a forest, jumping form tree to tree. Although Ogroin hated orcs, they sure knew how to give Blessings of the Winds.