OOC:
don't make me do this!!! no no noo noooh!!!
*bump*
IC:
At the castle was a gathering of Knights, peasants, commoners and noblemen: it was overwhelming and devastating at the same time.
Thériall wondered where all these people had come from.
But, he had to report to the administrator to get his sword and shield; the entire equipment simple peasant's got (if they were so lucky as to receive one).
That was in opposition of the knight's and noblemen who had shiny new armours and fresh horses.
The Queen's hired army looked good to; Thériall only had wished the queen used the money for the poorer people, instead of engaging in a useless war.
After Thériall got his rusty sword and shield, he went back to Garroth.
Garroth had quite a different outfit; a long and shiny sword and a shield to match, with the queen's emblem "wow, where did you get that?!" Thériall cried out. "well, after I sold my cart I had some money left, and I used it to buy this!" Garroth replied, not being able to hide his smug face.
Only minutes later the queen started on a speech, which lasted for hours.
After the speech, the royal messenger assigned the men to legions; Garroth and Thériall were lucky enough to be assigned to the same legion, and after a small squabble, they even got side by side.
The sight of countless and countless soldiers and knights marching into battle was devastating; the battalions marched in perfect order and messengers rode everywhere to deliver important strategic information and other messages across the massive army.
After a three-day march, the army finally arrived at an acceptable campsite close enough to the enemy's encampment.
This was the first time any of the soldiers actually saw the enemy; the so-called 'lizardmen of the dark spawning'...
