Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20160322224717/@comment-13615389-20160518220533

~22nd of Rain's Hand

The Spectres did a clean sweep through the fort, killing off any lone wolves hiding in the fort. There were no organized ambushes set up inside, much to the two agents' good fortune. The pair returned outside to relay the good news to Commandant Brumli

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The army had managed to quickly take the fort with only 10 casualties in total. Iagun was satisfied with the results, and his men had already set about to to dispose of the corpses and and get tha banner of the White Oak draped over the walls. The soldiers were already in the process of breaking camp as well. One of the lieutentants spoke to Iagun in his tent.

"Congratulations on your victory sir," He began, "the soldiers are ready to head home." The commandant raised an eyebrow.

"Already? They were satisfied with such an easy win? Lazy bastards..." The lieutenant looked at him quizically.

"Sir?"

"Do you think I needed 850 men just to capture a fort full of brigands?" The commandant stared the lieutentant in the eye. "Do you find me that incompetent?"

"N-no sir, it was just my understanding that you'd only recieved clearance for the capture of Fort Rayles. Parius said--" The commandant slammed his fist onto the table, a vein throbbing on his forehead at this point.

"Parius said this, Parius said that..." He mocked the lieutenant, speaking harshly and glaring at him, "So what? That... Boy," The word was dripping with venom, "Is not fit to issue me orders. I will conquer Ontus to the South, and I will return to Chorrol victorious where they will speak, nay, sing of my glorious conquest!" The lieutenant fell silent and swallowed. Mentioning Parius sure did ellicit a violent reaction from him. But Ontus?

"Sir, are you sure--" His voice trailed off when Iagun raised an eyebrow and twitched one of his eyes, exhaling heavily after his tirade. "I'll inform the boys at once, sir."