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Harold Burned-Mane wrote:

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"We will split our forces in two platoons." Gerrick continued. "I will be leading one of them." He paused for a bit and looked at all the veteran Crows. "The other force will be lead by Jovron."

"What?!" Alodie demanded. "The bastard is only a boy. I was fighting in 2nd Great War before he was even born. If anyone deserves to lead the other force it is me."

About half of the other Crows chimmed in their own opinion, some requesting to lead while others agreed with the Master-at-arms.

"I have made up my mind. The boy has what it takes." The Knight-Commander said, shutting them all up.

Jovron was nervous, especially when some of the Crows started to give him the stink-eye. ''Why did he pick me, I am just a squire. Surely one of the Knights would have been a better choice.'' He could already feel the pressure. Renard didn't like this plan, he agreed with Sir Alodie on the bastard's place in the squires, he knew better than to openly confront the Commander about it. Renard instead looked at a solemn Carrik, who would be one of the few archers in the fight. That elf better not betray us before I get a chance to drive a dagger through Gerrick's back he thought.

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Cyrus positioned himself at the back of Jovron's platoon, whilst he thought the bastard shouldn't be leading Cyrus was happy for someone else to get between him and any Orc berserkers. Some would call this cowardice he thought but the best techniques are passed on by the survivors.