"You see?" Wood said, facing toward the recruits sitting on the ground socializing with smiles on their face and laughter following shortly.
Frigs nodded, "Didn't expect this… you are a great man, Wood, a true commander that can command the commoners and nobilities alike,"
Wood chuckled, "Don't flatter me…"
Frigs stood there, silently, he wondered, 'Should I tell him about the guns and stuff?'
All of a sudden, Wood said, "In two weeks, we will be making our way to the northeast. I have accepted a contract for defending the border against the orcs raiders."
He nodded in response, "But wouldn't it be cold there? Can these men actually survive?"
Wood responded, "That, I don't know. I have been there before, but my actual goal is to recruit some of the people there. Hard and strong men, it would be a changing factor in battles,"
