Flaming Rose scouting report

Journal entry

 * Day 1
 * Two skint arsewipes from the nearby village drove a cow by. We’d not mind a bit of beef, but these hayseeds were too pathetic to rob: poor as dirt and stinking of the sty. So we let them go. Seed cart doing the Brunwich – Oxenfurt route: not worth it.


 * Day 2
 * Dull, dull, dull. Road’s empty.


 * Day 3
 * Caught sight of a military transport in the distance. Heavily guarded. Carrying barrels in their wagons. Wine, most like, or herring. Weapons, now that would’ve been worth a try.
 * Lads got bored silly by evening, so they went cavorting with two wenches come to hunt mushrooms in the woods. After they’d had their fun, I forced them to let the lasses go. Here’s hoping they come back quick with some menfolk from their village, give us some entertainment.