Karl listened to Ragnar's report, confusion showing slightly on his face even though he found himself far more possessed by curiosity. His hunch had been right, the troubled Lachne was the topic of the day, but the idea that the ruined country was in the condition to be planning an invasion of one of the most powerful nations on Estovet seemed preposterous. But, if it was true, it entailed that something truly abnormal was occurring in the country. Very few official dispatches had left the nation since the beginning of its civil war a few years prior, and all signs indicated that both sides had eventually succumbed to war fatigue and collapsed, leaving the nation in what might as well have been called anarchy. "Bunch of troublemakers, same as always. Any specifics on this invasion yet, or just the rumblings of some angry warlords?" Karl took the opportunity to pose a question, as his red headed compatriot sat back and apparently thought hard on what he had heard. Ordinarily the woman was the quiet one between his two followers, he wondered what the significance could have been to the retainer.