Those taking the caravan to and from the Crossroads, might hear the caravan lady speaking about a scary happening:
It was a large orc who carried a dead dwarf over his shoulder. The orc walked right past the caravan lady, and brutishly impaled the dwarf bottom to top and placed the spear in the ground.
Next some lightning was called down from the sky and orcish chanting was heard in a almost sacrifical manner.
The orc then returned with one spear and one dwarf lighter, pulls out a unused spear from his back, in front of the lady he takes the spear against the sky and calls aloud: " ZAAAAAARGH" letting out a foul breath and his body covered in a mixture of darkgreen orc and high red dwarven blood.
///corpse, spear and few details about ritual has been placed ingame and can be found (until reset or somebody moves it).