"What is the enemy's status," Godefroi asked.
Sitting in a carriage with two of his Wudon assassin's on either side of him he gently folded his hands awaiting his guests reply.
The two assassins' beside him watched his guest carefully. One of them, armed with a purple ribbon that wrapped around their sword, the other, a masked man with a metal daggers. Although they sat quietly beside their King, either of them looked ready to draw blood in a moments notice
"As it stands the enemy is anticipating us at the border," The well dressed man sitting across form him answered. His bald head and rugged demeanor was formidable and intimidating, even sitting next to the King and his assassins, he seemed to have formidable presence emanating from his eyes. His eyes burned with embers of bloodlust as he drew out a map laid on the table in front of him.
