Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150207130230/@comment-5543592-20150208042717

Red-Cloud sat on a crate as the Argonians made camp around him. His lieutenant approached, and sat down on the ground next to Red-Cloud.

"We are not considering allying with these smooth-skins?" He clicked.

"No.  We just must establish relations.  Wanikiy wants to be Archwarden, so he must appear as the Archwarden, even if the other city are hesitant." Red-Cloud was carving something with a dagger.

"Our army is the biggest." Pointed out the lieutenant.

"Numbers do not win wars."

"But they sure do help." The Lt. muttered.