Balthost hurried his steps as he made his way towards the carriage that had brought him to the meeting, he still harbored fear in his heart concerning what had just happened he didn't show it to either Haldir or Miunaard but he was genuinely afraid, he had no experience of warfare strategy or how to lead a city that was at war, he feared what might happen if the vampires decided that Moorhen had done enough to merit an attack.
His thoughts were interrupted by Miunaard, the elf shuffled past him rather quickly as he hurried towards another carriage, Balthost was quite scared but he preferred to take consolation in the fact that he was not the most rattled by what had just happened, a runner had been killed and come what may, inquisitions will be made and explanations will be expected as to
