The discussion was interrupted by the arrival of Odrig. “Do we really have a deal with Daryk?” he asked, worked up.
Kaj nodded. “Yes. There’s also a prisoner, a spy who calls himself Big Ear... and he worked for the Jokuns.”
“So I’ve been told,” said the dwarf smugly. “The tulvaren army has been joined by other battalions, and the lookouts estimate a total of twenty-five thousand, including archers, infantry, and orcs.”
“How many!?” Oloice exclaimed incredulously.
“What will we do if they attack?” Efren’s question gave them pause.
“Let’s fight,” said Kaj. His reply marked the end of the discussion. Everyone was tired, and that evening they engrossed themselves in good drinks with good company. And a good night’s sleep prepared them for the day ahead.
In the fortification across from
