Inside the large tent situated at the intersection of the two main roads of the camp, various officers from Alpheo, Shahab, and Leomar's forces waited inside.
Alpheo's officers stood in one corner, whispering among themselves. Their attire was simpler than the others,just a simple chainmail with plates of armor over shoulder , arms , chests and leg, reflecting their origins as soldiers of a mercenary band.There was no crest on their chest as they belonged to no house.
There was Jarza, burly and stern, his hands idly resting on the pommel of his sword as he leaned against the main wooden pillar. Asag stood nearby, arms crossed, but staying to himself as always alongside Clio . None of them knew why they had been summoned, only that Alpheo had called them abruptly after his interrogation of the prisoners.
