As the night enshrouded Steel Spring, our group of intrepid adventurers moved stealthily through the desolate streets. The moon hung low, casting its eerie light upon the ruined village, and the distant flicker of campfires hinted at the presence of Dragon Army soldiers. Each step they took was a heart-pounding risk, knowing that a single misstep could spell their doom.
Leading the way was Katt, a master of stealth and subterfuge. She scoured the landscape with her eagle-eyed gaze, ever watchful for lurking traps or hidden sentinels. Even at a distance, her keen eye spotted a group of soldiers playing at dice near one of the ruined houses. Something about the game struck her as odd. With a subtle hand signal, she signaled for the party to pause and whispered her findings to her companions.
"Look there," she said, her voice barely audible. "Those dice they're using, a couple of them are weighted. Cheaters."
Silverload, had already cast a spell that rendered the group quiet. He transformed into a sleek black cat, riding confidently on Katt's shoulder as his sharp feline eyes scanned their surroundings. His spell of pass without trace shrouded the group in a mystic veil, concealing their presence from any would-be threats.
Al, observed the scene with a critical eye, offering his opinions as he always did. "Those weighted dice suggest a lack of discipline among these soldiers," he mused. "Perhaps there's a deeper disarray within the Dragon Army ranks than we initially thought."
Oskar, had released a squadron of miniature mechanical birds that took to the air. These tiny contraptions scouted the enemy camp, their gears and cogs spinning quietly as they transmitted vital information back to the party.
Yavin, caught the faintest scent of an unseen path leading away from the village. It was a trail less traveled, and his instincts guided him towards it. With a subtle hand signal, he beckoned the party to follow.
As they ventured deeper into Steel Spring, their unease grew. The supposed Dragon Army encampment appeared much smaller than they had been warned. A quick, whispered tally of the enemy forces revealed no more than two hundred soldiers. This was a stark contrast to the inflated numbers of twelve hundred they'd been forewarned about.
Yavin approached the group, his voice a hushed, concerned whisper. "Something's amiss here," he said. "Either the Dragon Army was never as sizable as we were led to believe, or they've withdrawn their forces for reasons unknown."
Katt nodded, her intuition echoing the sentiment. "We must learn more. There's a mystery here, and if we can draw nearer to their camp without alerting them, we may uncover their true intentions."
With unwavering resolve, The Line Breakers pressed on, their curiosity a blazing torch in the darkest of nights. The enigma surrounding the Dragon Army's actual numbers and their purpose in Steel Spring beckoned them forward. Silent cooperation and adept stealth were their allies as they drew closer to the enemy's lair, fully aware that their quest for answers had only just commenced. And atop Katt's shoulder, the vigilant cat, Silverload, rode with an air of feline curiosity, a silent sentinel in the night.