Two days passed since the end of what was to be known as the Battle of the Bleeding Plains, which saw Alpheo's army triumph against Prince Lechlian's.
The first day was reserved to looting, as the soldiers combed the battlefield, stripping it of what little value remained. Weapons , armors, coins from the fallen—all were scavenged with practiced hands.As whatever could be sold was taken, some even starting taking the teeth of the dead soldiers, planning to sell them to doctors that would use them as dentatures.
As the sun began to set on that first day, the mood of the camp shifted. Alpheo, keen to bolster morale and remind his troops of the triumph they had earned, ordered a feast unlike any seen in recent campaigns.
Alcohol flowed like rivers, loosening tongues , which coupled with the good amount of loot that the soldiers had taken , were as happy as a man with a fat purse could be.
