Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-37523810-20200902021226/@comment-37523810-20200910224150

“No sir. That is all.” The soldier would salute Vez’nan once again before leaving, probably to find other officials to relay the message to.

Zariah sighed solemnly. “The Order’s initial invasion of Tamane-Jaiang was their most difficult battle as of yet. Reserve forces from the more southern subregions came to reinforce them, leaving those subregions fairly vulnerable. So when Tamane-Jaiang was taken, the others south of it were easy pickings.” She procured a parcel from underneath the counter, pulling a small map of Zipangu out of it and tracing a finger from Tamane-Jaiang to New Sempra. “They’ve completed their first part of their campaign. The next is going to be a lot harder. They will have to capture a major subregion in the Sun Province to further conquer all of Zipangu. This could mean quite a few subregions, including Karujo City.”

The Red Oni took out a cup for Rico and poured the wine and sake in and mixed it up, then slid it to him.

Tully nodded, but sighed. “The problem is, the illusion spell itself exists, but the way we want it to be used is completely theoretical. In other words, it’s possible for an adept mage to create an illusion of a soldier or two, but an entire division of soldiers would require almost a complete division’s worth of magic users, which this campaign has not been assigned. This means that every mage in both our northern and eastern invasion forces would need to combine their arcane skills to even hope of casting such a spell. Not to mention the amount of magical stored energy needed to help cast it, among other factors.”

When the meeting that Fayard came to a close, the general hosting the meeting gave an announcement to the other participants. “If you are a commanding officer or higher rank, please stay for the next meeting. We have some strategical plans to discuss.” It would seem that the captain would have to wait until the final meeting to leave.

As Sora scanned the horizon one last time, he noticed a small group of figures heading towards the city, and at quite a fast pace. The size of the group he couldn’t say for sure, but it looked to be well over ten or twenty individuals.

Looking out into the distance, Lucas could barely see the very tip of the mast that once was the ship he was on. The rest of the vessel already sunken, with pieces of driftwood washed up as well. Looking into the forest bordering the beach, he couldn’t see any form of civilization around him. Judging by where the sun was in the sky, it seemed like the facing the forest pointed him west.