Scouting!
“Why the hell did we come along?” Shiner muttered under his breath.
“Revenge?” suggested Blondie. “That’s why I’m here.”
“And I told you that wouldn’t happen unless we got real unlucky,” Joe said as he surveyed the scene before them. “But I guess this counts.”
The three of them (the other halflings were right now supposed to be riding north and south to send word, just in case Joe didn’t come back) had dismounted when they were about a mile out from the Tracks, then crept up. Joe had known that halflings were supposed to be good at sneaking around, but seeing it in action was impressive. He supposed being half-size helped with that. Not that he’d say so. Halflings got annoyed when people went on about the ‘half-sized’ thing.