“[color=cd7f32]I am no stranger to proving I am worthy of knowledge and your caption is completely understandable. My people have records of living machines used at all levels of society, though I must admit, mainly for heavy lifting. [/color]” At this point Andrick has brought up the slate and is flicking through research notes and old records “[color=cd7f32] Construction. manufacturing. Transport. Huh, there some kind of band listed here, that’s different. Anyway I understand that my word that the vaulters aren't some Northern warmongers isn’t exactly convincing, we haven’t done much on the world stage yet so nobody could back me up on it. Hopefully we can get to know each other a bit better over this mission and my character can speak for them.[/color]”

At this point Irthorne announced the group split, “[color=cd7f32]and it seems that we will have that time [/color]” himself and two of the individuals he wished to speak with more the most, convenient though unless there is anything to intercept he probably won’t get the encounter he came here for. Still the gathering had already been useful data wise and there was still much to learn, In the meantime he would have to consider the tactical situation. Apparently Lorick was to be staying up here, so that was one person to keep an eye on, along with Irthorne, Feon the monk who made his scales itch and here companion Kol'Rakul the friendly seeming axeman. All in all a fairly good group, the  2 fighters and the 3 dogs were going to make being surrounded more difficult while he shot from the entrance and made sure they were not attacked in the rear while Irthorne and Lorick… did magic? He realized he wasn't quite sure, Irthorne appeared to be equipped with magic items but for all he knew they could be decorative, the same went for Lorick really. 

So, how to improve the situation beyond that, he could set up some defences, some kind of barricade, sharpened stakes or a trench? He wasn’t entirely sure how long the expedition was going to take but probably not long enough that erecting sizable earthworks would be pointless. Also the undead where not known for archery so really it would be a matter of keeping the hords, cavalry and any large monsters back so stakes it is. Andrik set about collecting some large branches from the trees surrounding the clearing then sat himself down on a rock in the clearing, retrieved a knife from his pack and began sharpening them.