Ironwolf and his brothers in arms, left the field of battle.
The stench of the place sickened their stomachs.
"Bad omens my brother." Bjorn said.
"Aye, let's be done of this place."
Ironwolf led the men back to the shores, "That damned elf burned one of our ships."
"Well, we will sack a village along the way, so we dont leave empty handed.