The hawk took off into the afternoon sky, making a larger loop around the town to see if there was anything approaching, while watching for anything that might take the opportunity of the fog to move about.
He was pretty sure that he hadn't missed anything during the day, but there were always ways to hide from him, so maybe like a mouse in a hole there were hiding monsters in the town just waiting to come out.
He had gone ten kilometres out, moving in a spiral pattern as he circled the town, when he found what they were waiting for.
[I found it. A whole bunch of Goblins are headed to the town now. They're just putting out their fires and starting to move. Do you want me to follow them?] He asked.
Karl frowned. That was close to the worst-case scenario that they had imagined when they prepared for the evening.
