Carolyn spoke softly occasionally taking a sip of her wine. "Yes, you dear boy will be taking your men and Church assigned reinforcements across the sea. You are to rally followers of Naga and hunt the Heretical Champion after you establish a base of operations for the coming Crusade. You my pick and choose commanders from among the men under you and assign them as you see fit. You will have full command and expect results, now be a good child and run along." She paused a moment then added. "Should you ever talk to me in such a manner again you will be deemed a Heretic, I don't ask for your respect. I demand it. Now go little boy and do as you are ordered." She chuckled slightly and ate a bite of cheese. She could have killed him for his attitude but the Champion would see to that or she would later, it mattered little.

Varrus would be the challenge, if the Champion could over come him then she would take him as serious threat. Until then he was only a rallying cry and voice against her, something she could not allow. Still it would be weeks before they had enough troops, ships, weapons, and food stores to begin the campaign across their sister continent. Once that was done then they would return home flush out all here, then they would have power over all. The Grand Cleric was her puppet and now she had only to wait for the show to end.