You receive no response. You do, however, receive news of repeated Cerulean Guard raids against ophidian forces, including at least one attack that sounds like an artillery bombardment. Perhaps you have secured an ally.
Alone in the planning room, you study the maps. The army will be here tomorrow. Already your scouts have reported preliminary raids.
After a few minutes, you realize that the night is no more than half over. With the gray mountain hanging huge in the sky, you can see well enough to get more work done.