[Eyvind Redbeard]

War, at last. No more would he sit waiting for the orders of Prime, now he would act. The Manjet would march and oh it would be a glorious march. Already some Legionnaires arrived from Darkblade and the Vagaran couldn't avoid a smile when he saw his friend Tarfuss at the head of them. The now Spear Daekin knew exactly how to bark orders to the soldiers like the Drill Instructors had done with them when they were simple recruits. His questions was quick and simple, straight to the point. He asked for orders.

Jumping to the ground, the Cencoris approached his trusted companion, there was no need to make it widely known, yet. If the information was kept secret it would give them at least one Brightening in advance to whatever spies the Orcs could have in Taralon.

"All leaves are cancelled. I want the Manjet ready to march tomorrow at dawn. We march to war and to the world's ending if needed, but we will make the Greenskins pay for their actions. You will join the Black Shields and form the spear head of the infantry. I will ride ahead and try to halt whatever advance the Horde is making into our territory. I will return to you later on, after some blood is spilt and some punishments are applied."

After a pause he continued.

"Meet me in the conference room in a few candlemarks. I want a meeting with all the Officers before we leave."