Victory's Skeletons - Part 6

Within moments, the camp was still, and Oliver had their complete attention. Northman had stopped as well. He'd just been about to set off. "You can go, Northman. This is for the remaining men."

The man nodded, and urged his horse out of camp, bringing his men with him. Another mark of a good soldier was recognizing when he was in the way, just as much as when he was needed. Northman had that skill down to a fine art.

With the Commander gone, Oliver spoke again. "There is still work to be done on the encampment. The trees will be processed, and over the next few days, we shall add stakes to our perimeter. A team of twenty will be assigned to that task. For now, twenty of you Skullic men will be taking on that duty. As for the rest of you, there's another task that I would ask your help with." He turned his attention to the gathering of slaves, and the attention of the rest of the camp turned with him.