After grieving for their lost friend Padraig, the party was called to the chambers of the Lord Commander of the Nightwatch. He told the party, rather bluntly, that if the wall was not reinforced with troops, it was improbable that the Black Wall would be able to withstand the coming Orc assault. He asked the party to do what they could to bring soldiers to the wall and find people who were capable of scouting out the Orcish advance and disrupting their supply lines. The more benevolent members of the party imediately agreed to assit with their plight, while those less philanthropic agreed to help likely out of a realization that an Orcish invasion would not help them gain personal wealth. The party headed south at a rapid pace, arriving at Winterfell castle, the seat of House Stark.
There, they heard exagerated tales of their exploits, and met Eddard Stark. Their audiece was cut short by a commotion in the courtyard. Eddard Stark flew from the room, shaking in rage, and the party followed closely on his heals. When the emerged upon the courtyard, they saw a scene straight out of the apocolypse: undead soldiers, battling fiercely with House Stark guards. Eddard Stark charged into battle, slaying a several of the undead before other guards arrived to push the undead back from whence they came. As Long Odds Limited approached, Lord Stark turned and stated, with rage evident on his face, “This is the crypt of House Stark.” He seemed torn between his desire to lay back to rest his ancestors and defending his people. Seeing his dilemma, the party offered to clear out the crypt while he defended his people. After an apraising look at the party, he wishes them luck, and begins to marshal his troops to verify the towns safety while directing troops to form a cordon arround any possible exits from the crypt.
To be continued…..