25 Ward
Ward spins around and hurries toward the rally point. He has thirty or so men available to him. They are all uneasy, shifting from foot to foot and speaking in hushed tones. None of them are ready for what is about to go down. But they need to be. “Form up men,” Ward shouts over the hubbub. “Okay, we have a plan, but it requires some setup. If you are more proficient or you only have a ranged weapon, please move to the right. Short-ranged weapons to the left.”
The men split, and just as he had thought, there were quite a few more ranged fighters than foot fighters. “What is the plan, Ward?” one man asks.
“Word of what we are doing has already spread. Another rebellion sect from Hollens sent men and elves to come to assist us, and to bring us to their group. They are going to h
