Ermengilde leaned on his cane as he listened to the General. He paused as he pushed up on the brims of his reading glasses as he spoke up. "Yes, well while that is all well and good sir. I hope you find it fitting for me to ask the following question." He gestured with his right hand as he waggled his index finger, "What [i]exactly[/i] is that encampment? Is it just something we'd waltz into? Is it civilian, military or noble in its nature? And you want us to, what go in their weapons ablazing?" He asked as he pulled out the handkerchief and wiped down his brow.

He coughed a bit as he caught the globbels of spit in it and returned it back to his breast pocket. "My sincerest apologizes on that. But yes, if you'd be obliged to spare any more details regarding potential dangers we'd face during this, I would be quite grateful for the information."