Vener, Year of Severus, 15, I.R., the 45th day of Fall, Arenfall
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Both the Commanders were all ears on him. Prince Arterius made sure he stood tall and proud as he began to present the plan. He wanted to make them listen, and he did just that.
"We shall continue with Lord Prestonheim's plan. The freed slaves along with his small number of specialized units will go to the hole by the morning of Chandea." He glanced at both Commanders who haven't reacted to his decision yet. "However, it would be wise to also get help from Commander Crovar's men." He rolled a piece of parchment paper and handed it to Commander Crovar.
The old Commander took the parchment from him and read the contents silently.