Jarl Sigurd looked on as the three captains from the three different tribes all approached the central area while accompanied by their guards. At first, the discussion was civil, but then some shouting could be heard.
The jarl quirked his eyebrows in a silent question when Scrall the Tall came back to bring the news
"My lord, the elf came to insult us!" Scrall declared.
The jarl was surprised; he certainly did not expect that an elf was calling the shots in such a battle. With this new information, the jarl called for a few riders to do some scouting to the far west, to the direction of the Forbidden Forest, and to the north.
The elf and Arcadian did disrupt the war far too many times before, therefore he needed to be cautious with a probability of reinforcement from these two races.
"What of Astrid, Scrall? What happened to her?"
