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(Ehh... Falkreath has no business with them.)

Luciun sighed. The warlocks had made an awful mess. Most of the valuables had been taken to the storeroom, and the soldiers were equipped with the weapons and armour they found their - steel armour and swords. Plenty good enough to outfit heavy infantry. His army was marching out of the tower, leaving behind only five engineers and thirty guards. It wasn't much, but a frontal assualt would be suicide nonetheless. The soldiers were marching towards their next target, Bannermist tower. A small detachment of a hundred guards and fifty archers had been sent to take care of Half-Moon Mill, under the command of Sigmund, whilst another detachment of a hundred archers and hundred guards had been sent to take Knifepoint Ridge, this one under the command of Luciun's cousin, Hadgeir. Then, they would regroup at Bilegulch and swing round, taking Sungard and the southern parts of Old Whiterun. With any luck, they'd do it in a month or two.