"I'm spreading out, going to see if I can't flank them as they come down." Fork whispers as he throws a grappling hook at the smaller platform to their left.

The metal grapples as intended and he tugged the rope twice to see if it held. As he climbed up he looked at Rumble. "Stick with the others." He said as he struggled up the rope.

With barely enough time to spare he made it up the platform as four orcs came running down.
He looked over at Ttharg and pointed a finger at him while he whispered faintly. "Four. Three workers, one guard." He said as he ducked down in the hope that they wouldn't notice him.

He started sneaking around the backside of the platform. Handcrossbow and shortsword drawn, crossbow slung on his back.

(Round 1&2 climbing up. Round 3 casting message to Ttharg and sneaking around the platform.)