Akua remained with me, a shadow shadowing mine, and though I could guess she wanted to address the fact that she’d been outed I did not approach the subject. Both the inherited structure of the Legions of Terror and the Hellhound’s preference for strict lines of command had resulted in formal authority being needed to get anything moving in the Army of Callow. I’d no intention of promoting her to the rank, not for many years yet if ever, but to get affairs in order with the Army she’d need to have the weight of that authority behind her. Vivienne was speaking with General Abigail’s staff tribune to pick out what soldiers would be sent out as her escort, and I made a mental note of having the general formally granted the authority of a Marshal of Callow until Juniper could be declared fit to resume it. At least one good thing had come out of this otherwise ruinous night.Īrcher wandered off, likely to check in on Masego though given the work I’d asked of him he was like as not to ignore her presence beyond what basic courtesy required. Less, probably, though there likely to be the most finely drilled and commanded troops among the coalition’s armies. There’d be talk later of how many soldiers Pallas was proposing to bring north, though it shouldn’t be more than ten thousand. I presented General Pallas to him instead and dropped onto his ‘drily humorous’ lap the work of getting the cataphracts settled. I hesitated still to speak when those words might just kill Juniper and Aisha, among others. Adjutant argued for the growing urgency of intervention there, even if risking dire consequences to the compelled, but I had no order to give him.
One dead, from an unlucky broken neck, and both Tendai and Talbot had come together to hang those involved as per Callowan regulations. As it turned out Juniper’s report had been essentially confirmed, with the sole fresh developments a few accusations of ‘Praesi treachery’ and ‘Callowan purges’ tossed around by soldiers that’d ended in brawls. General Pallas and her kataphraktoi swore oaths and sent back half their number to claim their equipment and supplies still in the League camp, the rest returning with me.Īdjutant had finished speaking with Talbot and the remaining senior legate when I arrived – Tendai, wasn’t it? Sounded Soninke – though he opened his report by passing a dry comment on my ‘dragging yet another army home’. If I got lucky, maybe a report making its was south would even stir some Delosi to shed neutrality long enough to cease recording the end times and actively try to turn them back. There’d be restrictions and conditions, but in principle I had not objection to their work. The clear intention was to request the presence of Secretariat scribes and chroniclers up north, and I accepted tonight as I fully intended to accept tomorrow. Secretary Nestor and his attending scribes withdrew for the night but requested permission to send an embassy under daylight. Considering the people involved, I’d not considered that a given. The League’s soldiers withdrew, the hostility between the different forces open but reason prevailing just enough for battle not to erupt less than a day’s march from the capital of Procer. “Two Hundred Heroic Axioms”, author unknown With kindness and humility comes overwhelming martial might.” “Fifty-five: if your powers are lost, they will nearly always return greater than before so long as the appropriate moral lesson is learned.
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