Atl glanced around at the Tribe Council, in the center of the village, gathered in the middle around the established cooking huts for the horse-meat, which was being smoked into a good jerky, which he established to smooth out the process. "... Lesson of spear after tribe finish. Metal Seer, supply useful yes?" The Blacksmith, or as Atl referred to him as the Metal Seer was burly man, with thick calloused hands from a life-time at the forge, dressed in a smith's apron and ash stained clothing. 

"Aye." The Blacksmith said with a nod, as he tugged at his dark, black, beard. "The footman's weaponry, and armor will be easy to use for our purposes." Atl spoke up again, as Slayer lazily meowed ontop of the horse. "Tribesmen need arms, for war. And of metal men?" The blacksmith paused, "Well it'll take time to smelt down all the iron plating to reforge it, either into new armor pieces, or possibly weapons or shields. Er, did you-" Atl shook head, "Me think on it more." The Blacksmith paused as he spoke up again, "Well, would it be alright if instead of smelting down completely, perhaps I just fix the parts as necessary, and see if we can immediately re-use them? It'd save us time and effort." Atl paused as he gave a nod, "Metal Seer know more of Metal than I. Do what best for tribe." 

Atl shot a glance to the Cobber, a thin and wiry man with scraggly brown hair. "Cook still good yes? And what of hut?" The Cobbler gave a shaky nod, "Y-yes. Well, not any of the uh, housing huts, not yet, still need to tan the leathers. After all, there was much horse carnage, and we will have a plentiful stockpile of food from this." Atl gave a nod as he glanced towards the woman he saved earlier.

"You wish to know of the injured right?" Atl gave a simple nod. "W-well they are still in treatment, but we've managed to get a few up, the ones with just wounds should be back to the fields soon. But there were many with broken bones." Atl frowned as he stroked his chin, "Bad. Ba-" 

And that is when some other individual riding his own horse strode into the village. Atl glanced back at Talan, "You mean Chieftain?" He inquired, recalling that yes, the Queen was what they referred to the Chieftain as. "Chieftain over hill. West. Past River." He said giving directions, rather unconcerned with the individual in question. "Tell Chieftain of Village." He said, showing some sign of emotion. 

Atl paused as he glanced back at the assembled Council. "Now, wall, it need be built. More stone focused there, if metal used for weapon. Though need many stone for spear. Once meat cooked much, gather tribesmen who able fight, here. After eat, Atl need teach."