Fort Slaughter was certainly an intimidating sight... But not a terribly pleasant one.
At least, it wasn't pleasant unless the Venatori were eager to spend their days listening to the centurions shout at their legionnaires. Everything was remarkably clean - cleaner than they may have thought. But the legions had strict rules regarding cleanliness, and it certainly showed.
Athens and Lyneth came into a fort constructed of impressive walls and well-structured, perfectly aligned tents and small buildings. They quickly made their way toward the last contact of the missing Venatori: Centurion Tullus, who was busy patrolling and eying his troops as they trained.
He, a stern man with absolutely no hair, turned to face them as they approached. "Venatori, are you?" he said, seeming to not have terribly much interest. "Those monster hunters who have more interest in preserving the monsters than their victims? Didn't I just speak with two of you?"
They explained in brief, to which Tullus... had absolutely no alteration in his eternal scowl.
"I see," he said, and there was no alteration in his barking tone, either. "There's little doubt what happened, then. Those two left to make contact with a village of lion-folk just to the north of here. People have been disappearing, mostly toward the north, near that beastman village."
He arched a brow. "They should all be destroyed," he appended. "I suggest you don't waste your time, and your lives, trying to talk peace with those monsters. I can provide you with a full legion to go and slaughter them immediately."