"What are you standing around for? Hurry up and report this to the Captain and the Military Supply Officer," some city guard snapped back to reality. Thus, other soldiers around him immediately busied themselves, running around haphazardly.
"Isn't this a bit much?" a newly arrived soldier questioned, finding the whole affair rather unusual.
"You're new here, so you wouldn't know. The wool from the Black Mountain Goats is incredibly crucial, especially since winter is fast approaching. Our desert region gets particularly cold in the winter. Clothing made with Black Mountain Goat wool is extremely warm. Normally, we would have to organize a hunting party soon to kill a few Black Mountain Goats, but now, we've just been handed a large supply of them."
"This doesn't seem like much though, just a pile, can it really be used by everyone in White Stone City?"
