Sarka, southwest farm, the fallows, Klos 19th, 350AC, 14:15  (underground, 65 degrees, crescent moon)

Silfrarr takes a couple of steps and grasps the black horn protruding from the ground.  “I tire of this.  I may pass some of this information on to the king.  The nobles have different opinions on how you should be treated.  My sire is one of those who wishes to see you destroyed.”

He gestures with his other hand, and the lanterns flash a blinding purple light.  The ground around Silfrarr shakes, then seems to erupt in a shower of dirt and mulch.  A massive (8-10 meters long) dark beetle unearths itself and starts to walk forward.  The badders are now standing on its back, nearly 3 meters off the ground.  Silfrarr is holding onto the huge horn like spike on its head.

You hear rustling along the ground, and loud buzzing in the air from all directions.  The badder guards aim their crossbows at you.  “You are skilled with words and imagination, and that makes you dangerous.  You will not live to dig another den…”

Check your private posts.  Declare your actions.  Each square on the map below is about 5 meters.

Initiative

• Silfrarr/insects  0 = automatic win
• Badders        6 + 2 = 8, tie breaker 3
• Zeebo            6 + 2 = 8, tie breaker 1
• Arvak            6 + 1 = 7
• Phallon         3 + 2 = 5
• Ragnor          1 = automatic loss