A simple outpost with 3 wooden buildings near the middle of the mountain. A bonfire in the middle with several wooden logs surrounding it. A barracks, Armory, and Dining Hall stands around the bonfire. A wooden wall surrounds the outpost.
Outpost, Mountain
chiefs
cook
I am the village cook. It is my duty to prepare meals for the military and the peasants. I keep my work space clean and I only use local ingredients.
I have the most incredible sense of deja-vu... like I wanted to be a baker in a previous life.. but ended up as a cook. How bizarre.... Oh hello there! How goes it? A baker? How splendid! What I wouldn't give for a good apple pie right now. I'm doing well. How are you? Well... what would you give for an apple pie right now? HAHAHA! Sorry, bad joke. We've been out of apples for months. Hey I'm hanging on... I wish this bloody war would stop, feels like new faces everyday, I don't even bother keeping up with names anymore.. ah never mind the rantings of an old cook. How can I help ya? The king wanted to me to hand out these new uniforms. This was has been going on for over a decade now. Have you heard any rumors about when it might end? Surely the king won't let this go on.  Ah new uniforms. That will do us some bloody good. If food fails us we can always eat the uniform eh? The king the king, tell you what, if it wasn't treason I'd give you a piece of mind about the king. But I've learned to keep my mouth shut, especially after what happened to the Logans. The Logans? I thought they moved. What happened? Yeah. They moved alright. To the catacombs! Listen, I don't want to talk about it too much but if you even hint of a talk about the King or any of the bloody Royals, you'll go missing. Let's put it this way. each time people go missing we have new meat.. How?? We have been under siege for months now! Nothing comes in nothing goes out. That's all I am saying about that. I will surely mind what I say. I'm afraid to ask, but...what's for dinner tonight? Well, you'll be glad to know it ain't meat! HAHAHA! Wait, I mean you'll be glad to know that right.. unless you're one of those... you know, types who doesn't mind it... What's your name again? I'm Bill. I am the chief of the king's guard. May I have a taste? You fool! That's the meal for the Queen! Do you want to be executed?!! Well, that's no fun. A chief guard has to eat sometime. All we do is work, work, work. 