"Make way for the caravan! Make way for the caravan!"
Banjay heard the shout enough times to start getting sick of it. But as one of the architects of the current logistic structure at Basal fortress, he was the last person who could be allowed to complain about it.
"I see things are moving fast," Banjay commented under his nose, watching how yet another long line of carriages passed through the fortress's main gate, carrying in the supplies necessary to prepare the place for another siege.
To the side, due east on the hilly area facing the Haela mountains and the labyrinths pass, a long line of fresh recruits and veteran reinforcements continued to slowly trickle through the smaller gate.
