"The Green Blood Flows"
"The reinforcements have arrived from Aq'Chamonek as planned. In addition, the priests were able to summon some of the Cinderspawn. The raiding party sent to the west has found some abandoned ruins. On your orders we have begun to convert it for use as a shrine to Aq'Chamoneth." the quartermaster droned.
Bronislav waved his hand in utter disinterest. He was slouched in a chair with a bear skin blanket thrown over it for comfort. The quartermaster continued, but Bronislav scarcely heard him. The minutia of the campaign held no interest for him. That was best left to the ultimately qualified but utterly boring quartermaster. Bronislav craved conquest. Sooner or later the Kkarav Aq'Karneth's expansion would be contested, and then he would have his due.
"…scouts have found at least eight other forces in the region. The dwarfs and wetlanders we have already encountered. In addition, we have descried two forces from Ulthuan, another force of dwarves, the Druchii have been sighted to the northeast, some feral elves have been found to the southwest, and a mob of the green skinned ones have been pushing our borders to the west. The expeditionary force sent to the western territory has had contact with them and has sent back a messenger. Shall I read the dispatch for you?"
Bronislav sat up, his interest piqued. He nodded for him to continue.
Hail Aq'Kharneth
We have encountered a great force of orcs and goblins. We were outnumbered nearly three to one but, praise Aq'Chamoneth, we defeated them and forced them back. Seeing that we had the advantage we chased the foul greenbloods back to their camp. We attacked just after nightfall. Again we conquered and forced them back even further. I did not give chase again, fearing that we might be stretched too thin. Send clansmen and warriors to bolster our ranks so can defend our new territories.
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