Ed was alarmed. The orcs were gone! He barged his way into a house.
It slammed open and Ed was able to get a glimpse inside. There were basic straw beds and thatching work in progress. The orc that lived there likely dealt with thatching as a profession.
That was beside the point though. Ed could not see any trace of a hurried escape. Nonetheless, he could definitely tell that it wasn't voluntary either. The orc's work was half-finished.
Confirming this, Ed didn't check any other houses. He instead ran towards the butchery. The boar farm.
With a bang, he opened up a door into the building. He had already caught sight of the boars and could even hear them but he wouldn't feel assured until entering.
'There is no one here…' Ed thought as he made his way into the backyard, the pigpen.
He was checking to see if the numbers were perchance small. That would indicate that they gathered food and were probably not returning any time soon.
