The tribes I asked were not much of a help so I ventured around for a while. In the area known as Knoll of Dissent I met a Hunter, I showed him the symbol and he denied knowing it but I saw recognition on his face, maybe mixed with a little fear. I reached for my dagger visibly and he grew more talkative. I learnt that it is the symbol of a marauder Guild called the Syndicate. I asked him where their camp was, but he could not tell me exactly, only that it is somewhere in the Hidden Source. (How appropriate, I thought)
So I went there. It is not a very welcoming area. It is full of Kipuckas, Kirostas and other Kitins. The Cuttlers and Torbaks in this area were not to be disregarded as well. After hours of searching and dodging the local wild life, I finally found a fortified encampment. The guards were many and looked very formidable so I remained at the entrance of the camp. Not counting the guards, the camp looked deserted, I wonder what they are guarding.
I stayed for a while to observe the camp, but nothing came of it. Finally I grew tired of it and watched a Torbak killing some herbivores in front of the camp. The Torbak prevailed of course, but badly wounded. I decided to end his misery. After that I had to rest a little bit, although wounded the Torbak was not easy to kill.
I decided to leave the camp and search for a quieter resting place in the area. As a sign that I was there I cut out the Torbak's tongue and pinned it, along with the note that was slipped into my pocket, with my dagger onto the small tower next to Erhialor Krinrund.
So I went there. It is not a very welcoming area. It is full of Kipuckas, Kirostas and other Kitins. The Cuttlers and Torbaks in this area were not to be disregarded as well. After hours of searching and dodging the local wild life, I finally found a fortified encampment. The guards were many and looked very formidable so I remained at the entrance of the camp. Not counting the guards, the camp looked deserted, I wonder what they are guarding.
I stayed for a while to observe the camp, but nothing came of it. Finally I grew tired of it and watched a Torbak killing some herbivores in front of the camp. The Torbak prevailed of course, but badly wounded. I decided to end his misery. After that I had to rest a little bit, although wounded the Torbak was not easy to kill.
I decided to leave the camp and search for a quieter resting place in the area. As a sign that I was there I cut out the Torbak's tongue and pinned it, along with the note that was slipped into my pocket, with my dagger onto the small tower next to Erhialor Krinrund.