Cyterius awaited S'venia's answer, but was interrupted by the Lalafellen Elf who announced what he had been fearing in the back of his head: That the rest of their forces would not be arriving. S'venia's clarification further cemented the idea. Their current force was barely an army, and they were expected to go on a campaign to the Gods only know where. Cyterius let out a sigh as he took in that information. He brought his head up as S'venia spoke of organizing the guard rotations, but then turned his head to the door in surprise when a giant, lumbering dragon-like creature stepped inside. Cyterius very nearly drew his blade until S'venia spoke of them with familiarity. He relaxed his grip but was still tense at being near such an imposing creature. the meeting then went into the divison of labor among their limited force.

[b]“After we break camp here, in two days' time, we are to head to the town of V’alnor... it’s a two-day journey for us and we will restock there, your Luna Falcons will serve as our forward party,”[/b] S'venia said. Cyterius nodded, somewhat pleased that she was at least familiar with their skills on paper. She then asked them to talk about their soldiers and how they could best be utilized in battle tactics. 

Cyterius was about to answer, when the Lalafell, River, once again interrupted with a seemingly pointless question. Cyterius was almost about to reprimand the small elf for distracting the meeting, until he saw the ritual that the Elf was doing. It gave them a vision. A rather ominous one, that hinted at the nature of their foes. Yet it gave little of substance other than a vague appearance. Cyterius felt his blood chill at the possibilities that could make an entire platoon freeze in fear.

[Color=aqua]"That's our enemy it seems. Whatever that beast is...we are far from the great libraries of my kingdom, tell me, what would you say is the greatest collection of knowledge above land? I can only wish it contains the answers we seek."[/color] River said.

Cyterius nodded at River's suggestion. [color=peru]"We cannot fight an enemy we do not know. Knowledge and reconnaissance will be vital prior to any engagement. We should not let the enemy attack us on their terms if we can help it. Though until we know more about them, that may be difficult to ensure"[/color] He said, contemplatively looking at the now normal water bowl on the table.

[color=peru]"As for our skills... The Luna Falcons, as you know are primarily scouts and saboteurs. Send us in to recon an area, take out key targets, or quietly complete a task prior to or alongside any major action taken by our main forces. The Kyrantian Skirmishers meanwhile, are soldiers of the League's finest Light Cavalry unit. As evidenced by their name, they are meant to strike swiftly and harass the enemy. They are also well-trained in survival and can spend prolonged periods of time separated from the main force if needed. However, they are not Heavy Cavalry, and are not meant to lead charges or break fortified enemy lines. If need be, they will fight tooth and claw in the front lines, but that is not their place. Use them to support the main force and keep the enemy off-balance. Speed is our element, we would be most efficient if we are kept there."[/color] He explained, trying to detail as specifically as possible the uses of his men and women.