Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-29038468-20200714201818/@comment-29038468-20200715185316

"West it seems I am to march west to reclaim territory. A small town that was recently taken over by what are being call radicals. I suppose there goes any plans I had for getting more food." She sighs. Elanor pulls out a pen and starts signing some of the papers before handing them back to the soldier. "I've signed off on most of what they want, tell them to revise the others before I sign them understood?" She asks. "Yes ma'am!" The soldier salutes her before running off. "Attention! I've received orders to reclaim territory not to far west of here; I need one hundred willing and able-bodied troops for this mission, those who are interested grab your gear and meet me at the south gate!" She shouts. Her face is serious, gone is the pleasant smile that had discussed eating cake from before. Soldiers and recruits either finish their food with haste or abandon it all together to retreive their gear and prepare for march. Very few soldiers continue to eat in silence with some workers or refugees.