[Tarfuss]

Tarfuss nodded. "Sir! Yes Sir!" Normally he didn't speak to Eyvind in such a formal manner, but this was a formal moment and other soldiers were within hearing range. It was best to adhere to custom.

He spun around on his heel and barked to the men waiting. [b]"You hear the Censoris! It's time to put an end to the Orcish whore-sons. We're marching on the morrow. Get back to the fortress and pull supplies and get your gear in order. I want you up and ready to go before dawn. I'll be holding an inspection of you and your gear before we leave. If there are any discrepancies Aeternia will start to look good to you. Dismissed!"

He spun back around, saluted Redbeard and made his own way back to Darkblade to oversee preparations for the march.