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Resonant Hammer's Descent
"Weakened or no, the Realm is not going to let six Anathema of our... hmph... caliber run roughshod over what is nominally a Realm territory. Considering what The Hunt does for one Anathema they'll send a Legion, maybe two, plus a score of Monks."
He leans forward, and raps his knuckles on the table. "Now, I can outfit a hundred men in a day, once I get back to my forge, but I'm not one to lead. Last time a Hunt came after me I ran, and others suffered for it. Not this time. This town is doomed, we'll be lashed to this rebellion now, for good or ill, and innocents will suffer if nothing is done. In two weeks I should have almost enough arms to outfit two thousand fighters. Standing beside these good folks ancestors, that should be enough to hold the walls at the least, if someone can train them. The Monks will be our issue, no chance mortal folks can stand up to those." He turns to Red. "You said you were the commander of the guard? What is the state of your troops?"
"Weakened or no, the Realm is not going to let six Anathema of our... hmph... caliber run roughshod over what is nominally a Realm territory. Considering what The Hunt does for one Anathema they'll send a Legion, maybe two, plus a score of Monks."
He leans forward, and raps his knuckles on the table. "Now, I can outfit a hundred men in a day, once I get back to my forge, but I'm not one to lead. Last time a Hunt came after me I ran, and others suffered for it. Not this time. This town is doomed, we'll be lashed to this rebellion now, for good or ill, and innocents will suffer if nothing is done. In two weeks I should have almost enough arms to outfit two thousand fighters. Standing beside these good folks ancestors, that should be enough to hold the walls at the least, if someone can train them. The Monks will be our issue, no chance mortal folks can stand up to those." He turns to Red. "You said you were the commander of the guard? What is the state of your troops?"