"Yes, Commander," Rofus said, saluting ever so respectfully, the very model of a good soldier.
Cormrant sighed on behalf of his Commander, shooting Rofus a thorough glare for putting Northman in that situation in the first place. Rofus merely shrugged the glare off. He wasn't the type of man to care about such things.
Soon enough, Verdant arrived with the last of their men, whilst Judas marched over with Firyr and Nila.
"Very good, we're all here," Oliver said. It might have made more sense to have the meeting in the tent, but he was well aware that the rest of the soldiers were watching from a short distance away. He wanted them to see the efforts that they were putting into their planning. "I am sure, by now, you will have heard our plans for today."
