The road ran down the slope and directly towards a massive gate, flanked on either side by two monstrously huge statues, like the dwarven road markers but on a completely different scale. Within the valley was a camp of scores of tents and dozens of other structures. Even from this distance Kormak could see hundreds of people moving around down there. “Prospect Valley,” said Sasha. “There are a lot of rough people down there. Try not to pick too many fights.” “Your friend Otto is the one we have to worry about,” said Boreas. “He’s not my friend, but he’ll no doubt have a few down there. They can be a pretty scummy crew.” “I am sure they are not all bad,” said Karnea. Even she did not sound too optimistic about that. “Not all of them will side with Otto,” said Sasha. “He won’t likely try anything too open in the daylight but things might get a bit sticky come nightfall.” “Well, we’ve got a few hours yet,” said Karnea. “Maybe we can get underground before then.”
