Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20160714040922/@comment-27550231-20160718034815

"There may be a power vacuum or a rising new figure corrupting them with unworldy magic and promises. Some may even have been forced into this. Undeath is not something that discriminates. Their entire army may have been forcibly converted from mutliple outposts or an entire town." I stand up straight and place my hands on my belt.

"But then again I am biased in favor of the Order, but I highly doubt that they would go this far unless they were truly backed into a corner. And if they were I would not be standing before you."

I nod to the elf for his support then turn to the dwarf.

"A full frontal assault is suicide, as I have said before they have mages and artillery. And if we stay holed up in the capital we are doomed to fight a prolonged battle. We have to find a way to minimize our losses and ensure that they stay dead."

I grab a blank scroll and draw a rudimentary sketch of the capital and several cheverons around it

"What are our numbers, equipment, and how mauch are we relegating to the evacuation effort?"

(took a while, looking for a job. I transfered and have more free time now. I don't like it)