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Elnin raised an eyebrow as he turned to Durg. “Of course Durg, yes. Although we would quite appreciate your help if you could provide us with any. After all, we're trying to stop your part of the world from getting covered in blood, right?” He chuckled softly, attempting to get the edge off his words. Then, he looked at the newcomer, nodding in greeting to him.

“I'm Elnin,” he began, then continued, “this is my wife Anya that you've met, this is Gustav, and this is Feran.” He indicated each of them with his gaze as he introduced them.

He paused to let this information sink in, then said to Durg, “you know, I think knowing the state of the army that is approaching Nad would be quite helpful. The thing is, we could set up a hasty plan, just to prevent the defences here from breaking, or make it easier for the defences to hold. For example, my archer friends could set their supply wagons on fire with arrows, or pick them off from behind. Since they are charmed, their only strength lies in brute force. With some tactics, we could stop them from even reaching Nad, let alone testing the limits of our defences. After all, we need to have a plan in case we fail to get this gem.”