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~15th of Rain's Hand

Half a dozen men crowded around a large table with a map of Cyrodiil sprawled across it. It was the busiest the war room in Castle Chorrol had been for quite a long time now.

"They're all expanding now, every one of them." A man in a suit of black plate armour with a white tree meticulously painted on the heart of it spoke to the others in a stern, commanding tone. "Every second we spend in here is a second wasted. We should be taking the fight to them now, and before it's too late."

"I understand your concern, Commandant. It is a troubling development indeed." A graceful young man stood at the head of the table, scanning the immediate area around Chorrol. Parius Vespian hadn't been ruling long, and Iagun Brumli, the head of his army, was already dissatisfied with him.

"Then allow me sir," he stabbed a knife into the map in front of him, "to lead our troops into battle against Weynon. It'll be an easy win, that I promise you."

"Let us not be too hasty now, I will speak to their chief first. They're just a village, I'm sure they'd be willing to join peacefully due to how close we are." Parius looked around, finding looks of approval from the rest of his courtiers. Iagun grit his teeth.

"Your majesty, please. Just allow me to bring our men in. They've been eager to fight, and I--"

"Focus your troops elsewhere Brumli, my word is final." The commandant gave a look of contempt towards the young king, but held in his anger.

"Then at least allow me to take Fort Rayles, there's no reasoning with the savages there." Parius gave him a nod of confirmation and began to speak to his other advisors as Iagun left the room.

"Would you like my Spectres to do some recon for you, Brumli?" Spymaster Varus Aquila spoke to the commandant just as he was leaving, prompting him to stop for a moment.

"I have no need of your cowardly spies." He stated rather bluntly without turning to face the spymaster. Varus sighed in response and turned to one of the guards in the room after Iagun had left.

"Send a pair of Spectres to Fort Rayles. They shiould be able to get there before he does." The guard quickly bowed and hurried off to deliver his orders.

Parius wrapped up the meeting shortly afterwards, giving a short recap to the men who were still present. "I'll be heading to Weynon on my own to see if they'd be willing to join us. Varus, you'll be accompanying Chancellor Estherlain to Hackdirt and Brinde Home to find any information of use and let them know I'll be coming later. Everything clear?" The pair nodded and headed on their way.

""850 men? With all due respect Commandant, don't you think that's a little overkill for just one fort?" One of Iagun's soldiers spoke to him at the barracks. The grizzled veteran growled in response. He was growing impatient.

"My ambitions are a tad higher than that, soldier. Now, if you'd be so kind as to stop wasting my time defying me and actually rounding up the troops..." The soldier swalloed in fear and began to gather them. This would be a long campaign.