Good news travel fast, is what they say, bad news travels even faster.
A saying filled with much truth and even more so in House Kurt's case.
A little over a week had passed since the minor nobles left and the citizens fled the city and the news of the events that transpired were spreading at an unusually fast rate.
Lord Ranley Hauton the leader of the noble House Hauton had been commanding his troops on the frontlines as he gradually chipped away at House Ventrano's troops.
So far the battles were perfectly in his favour, his troops suffered barely any losses and as far as the injured went their injuries were minor, he only had ten men in total that would never be able to fight again.
Ranley smiled with pride as he received each new battle report, every last one was an overwhelming success.
