Sebastion nods sagely, glad to hear her agreement. He turns to one of his men, nodding once again before the young man rides off, presumably to inform their back up. “What aid ma'am?” He asks innocently, “I'm merely confident enough in your abilities to think I do not need such a paltry set of men. But yes, as you say. I'll take you to the lord of this fort. There he shall fill in the details of your assignment and hopefully provide you with whatever else you feel necessary.” He remounts his horse, gesturing for the the knights to follow him and his men into the fort. 

The ride is comparatively short, though not uneventful. Men and women from competing factions of Illithin's armed forces are camped outside of the fort, lacking adequate room inside to house them all. Many are drinking or exchanging gapes with one another, a few have taken to practice matches in a small ring, taking the rare opportunity to win bragging rights over their brothers in arms and bring ever more distinction to the colors they wear. The impending gloom of their mission evidentially evaporating into the air of camaraderie of permeated the space. 

“You know...” Sebastion says to Fanlily as they enter the forts court yard. “When this is done, you should make a tour of Illithin when you find the time. My order would love to test themselves against such a promising young captain like yourself.” He says, bouncing in his saddle with a hearty laugh. “Though to be frank with you ma'am. I think just as many may in my men wish simply to woo you. Your rumored prowess with the blade as made you quiet the topic of discussion with the younger folk. Your predecessor would be most proud of your progress.”

He stops as they near a large building, a few unarmored men throwing glances at their precessions arrival. “His lordship Daldwin will be waiting for you inside ma'am. Your men can join the others in the camp for a little rest, or if you wish to have them look into the refugees their section of the camp is the one unadored by banners behind this building.” He places a comforting hand on the girls shoulder. “ If you have any questions or concerns, or simply wish to talk, feel free to come to find me or my husband. Big Hundi man with an ear missing whose barks worse then his bite, cant miss 'im. May Reon's light bless you and yours.” He gives a final wave to the group before trotting off to some unknown preparation, his men following closely behind.