The Siege of the Red Eye Vanguard

The heavy stone doors of the barracks finally yield, revealing the carnage of the fifteen fallen orcs. In the flickering torchlight, their crude living quarters are strewn with the spoils of their raiding parties. Amidst the filth of worn bedrolls and the stench of iron, a communal lockbox and several individual pouches hold the meager yet significant wealth gathered from the surrounding dungeon levels and unfortunate merchant caravans.