Within the city of Aradia a platoon of armored soldiers marched in union as they escorted Arathion and General Rowan throughout the city. Citizens of the city stepped aside, not wanting to piss of the armored men who kept their pointed halberds high in the sky though it would take a quick motion to drop it down in the event some foolish combatant made a move on them. Still despite the heavy military presence people couldn't help but watch as several delegates flanked by men of their own raised signed papers and shouted into the crowd [b]"By orders of the King! Any men or woman willing to enlist in the war effort will be see immediate compensation![/b]" The thought of money was sure to grab some ears. [b]"You will be trained, you will be properly armed and you will help beat back the traitors that desire to see your king killed and your homes destroyed! Will you rally to your king and country!?[/b]" As Arathion and Rowan walked the streets they could see those who were hesitant and some reluctantly stepped forward. "Well... it's a start" Rowan mumbled as he continued to watch the delegates make their way throughout various crowds and city streets. "I don't need professional soldiers. I just need enough men to occupy the enemy while my soldiers take the heart of the enemy" Arathion replied who himself was not exactly fond of the new found recruits. "Aradia is far different from Asur. Military service isnt mandatory here... hah thats a thought. I'm surprised the king hasn't made it law yet" Rowan was loyal to his king but the way the kingdom has fared in the last few years, no one exactly had high opinions on him. As the military platoon moved throughout the city they paused as several silver armored warriors walked into view as they bowed at Arathion's presence. Arathion acknowledged their respect as exchanged words with the group's leader in elvish leaving Rowan and his men slightly uncomfortable knowing they could not understand what was being said between the high elves. As they conversed a great amount of noise radiated from a nearby tavern. Normally this wouldn't be an issue but there was a particularly violent presence within the building that it only felt natural for the citizens outside of the tavern to take a peak from their position. "Is your city always this... dysfunctional?" Arathion questioned as he turned his attention away from the tavern and back towards the streets of people who remained in awe and curiosity of what sounded like an inevitable mass brawl. "You two go check it out" Rowan ignored the question as simply eyed two soldiers and had them approach the tavern to investigate.