Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20190920211413/@comment-17114085-20191124203109

"I suppose we can come back later." Elisiv said. She walked over to a board that was hung up in the Pit entrance. It was a schedule for the fights. She noticed that there were no fights and there hadn't been for a long time. "There isn't any happening today it seems."

"You two lasses looking wanting to see a fight?" A passerby asked.

Elisiv looked over to the local. "I would've liked to see one."

"Sorry lass, but the Pit has been closed down for a few months now with the Jarl's soldiers using it as a training yard. You could go watch them fight, but it isn't terribly interesting. Maybe when the army finally moves on the pit will go back to regular fights." The man stated.

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The Atmoran leaders went over the important details of their invasion: their priority targets, where they would set up forward camps and where their supply routes would continue. War was a complicated business and none of them were under the impression that this war would be over quickly. It took their ancestors years to conquer Skyrim from the elves and even then it was decades before more remote places like Solstheim were finally taken and during all the time they were never able to take the southern reaches of the Rift.

It was when they got to the more minutiae details that the arguments began. Jarl Harald had tried to seperate the forces, combining the smaller parts into larger warbands so that there wouldn't be any obvious weakpoints in their invasion. Namely the Companion crews which each number only about a hundred individually.

Captain Orvar Darkhammer intervened. "You may be the blood of Ysgramor, but you have no power over the Companions."

A few others voiced their opinions, agreeing with Orvar.

Jarl Ivar seemed to agree as well. "Young Harald, you seem to be mistaken. We are your allies, not your subordinates. You control your army, we will control ours."

That caused more debating from the leaders, some who tried to defend Harald while others argued in favor of Ivar's point.

The Harbinger, seeing as this was the first major disagreement in the meeting, was going to step up before things got too heated.

However, Harald was the one that resolved the issue. He shouted into the air. "JOOR!"

The room shook from his thu'um and everyone quieted down. Some reached for their weapons, but Harald showed no sign of hostility towards them.

"I apologize for the outbust, but I simply needed some silence so I could speak." Harald said calmly, but firmly. "I understand grievances. I won't order you around, that is not my intention. We are allies, as Jarl Ivar said. I will leave the matter of the Companions to the Harbinger and as for the other smaller armies we will need to come to an agreement together."

Randagulf was surprised at the man's diplomacy. "That seems an acceptable compromise, Jarl Harald. Captains, I invoke my rank of Harbinger on this matter so that I may speak for all of us. We are a time of war. The Companions need to be united on this if they are to be effective."

"Very well, Randagulf. You may speak for us. Your voice is our voice." Bodvar was the first to say. The others followed and the captains allowed the Harbinger to act as the military leader for the Companions as a whole. This kind of thing was why the position of Harbinger still existed even though each crew was independently run by its own captain.