Fang
K'ol looked around the campsite at the men he had gathered around his fire. Two smaller brigand groups had joined his with the promise of easy loot. All around him he saw men that refused to bend the knee to the Aghul and their so called Warchieftan. Men that hailed from clans that had been put to the sword for refusing to join in the coming war. Men that had turned to raiding and owned no allegiance to any one expect to themselves and the spirits of the mountain.
There were around 30 men camped around his fire. With most clansmen having joined the warbands in attacking the Odsier, most mountain clans were unprotected and vulnerable. This summer him and this band would rampage through Fang, taking animals, women and any spoils they could and head out to the Northern Reaches before most warriors returned.
With their horses full of plunder and slaves any returning warriors would not give chase nor look for culprits until next summer. Enough time for K'ol to devise a plan.
But before that they had all agreed that they would need weapons. More weapons and give Koshnem a bloody nose and spit on whatever power he thought he had in the mountain and on his alliance with the city of stone.
They would raid the mining settlement of Aquilo for supplies before turning back into Fang on a Summer of raids and pillaging.