Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150125010554/@comment-5543592-20150127030628

"Are we making any progress with Lilmoth?" The Archwarden sat in his raised chair, behind and equally raised desk. Several more chairs sat on either side of him for other important officials. However these days, they were empty, either because the officals weren't needed or they had been forcibly resigned.

"It's a lawless cesspool, sir.  Our best choice is to send our forces in to secure the town." Elsu said. The Argonian was a giant, he was a Naga, a sub-spieces that was broad-shouldered, black-scaled, and ranging from 7-8 feet. Elsu was 7'5" himself.  Even though he was sitting in his raised chair, Elsu was almost at Wanikiy's eye level.

Wanikiy looked over the figures. Roughly two hundred Shadowscale, and a little over five thousand infantry. No calavry, although their really wasn't much to ride, and no artillery.

"How many soldiers would it take to secure the town."

"We'd be facing around five hundred lawless thugs.  We could just send double their numbers to secure the town, probably without a fight, but there is no guarantee.  My people are blood-thirsty by nature." The Archwarden nodded, as Elsu was a Naga himself, and a former Lilmoth thug at that (and all Lilmoth thugs tended to be Naga), he had the best impression of what ot expect.

"Very well, do that, and lead the troops yourself.  In the mean time send a Shadowscale contingent to Archon, see if we can negoitate possesion of the city.  The king will be pleased to see we've already re-institued his prized special forces.  He might even join the An-Xileel."

Elsu bowed, with his arm pressed diagonally across his chest. "As you command, Your Honor." With that, the Naga turne and departed.

The Archwarden sighed in boredom and exhaustion, and looked back down at the documents before him.