The orcs are coming!!!

You are resting after your last adventure in a nice and warm tavern. The autumn in unusually cold, you can not recollect the memory of entire country being cowered by the white duvet of the Ice Queen that soon. The tavern is full of travellers, hunters, trappers, charcoal burners, lumberjacks, bee-keepers, merchants and adventurers like you. Humans, dwarfs, half elves, you can even see three or four elves in the corner. The Ice Queen caught you all by surprise three days ago.

You are all waiting and hoping for a few warmer days so you can complete your travels before the winter begins. The only really happy person in the room is old Gareth the White Beard, the owner of the tavern. This is his last chance to move the gold from your pockets into his.

All of a sudden the door opened and you can see a tall man in heavy winter coat made of wolf skins standing in the doorway, catching his breath.

"Orcs! The orcs are coming!" you recognised the strong voice of the blacksmith who changed the horseshoe of your horse in the small village you passed through just before you ended up in this tavern. He certainly doesn't look good with several wounds, all covered in blood. He barely moves his left hand but his right one is still strong holding a big hammer and you can see a resolve to go to war against orcs. He has no idea where they came from or why this late, you thought that the end of their raiding season was a few weeks ago and it is too late for that. Anyway, you have to deal with the situation. Will you stay in the tavern and fight the orcs with the hope you can hold the tavern, or will you try to run. Will you exchange the warm stone house full of food, drinks and people for empty and cold wilderness where the orcs can track you and hunt you down?

What will you do? The orcs are coming, you can hear their war drums closing in...

Author of the original picture is Amarynceus.