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Vaino was overseeing the training of new recruits at a training camp about twenty miles from Sundregn. He was standing beside Captain Glennir and his steward Yilviir in the command tent casually speaking when suddenly a messenger popped in to hand the lord a message. "It looks like King Eamon Madriach finally croaked. Good news indeed." He laughed to his captain as he handed a crown to the messenger. It was true that the King had poor health so it came to no surprise that he died. Now the new King wanted him to swear loyalty. He had actually been increasing his military reserve just in case a civil war occurred.

After the messenger left he looked back to Glennir. "So how many soldiers can we create and maintain?" He asked the captain. "Right now we could raise an army of about fifteen thousand though it would take a massive amount of funding. If the situation were to become dire then we could create twenty thousand conscription soldiers but that would require many cuts and perhaps funding from the King as well." Glennir replied. The soldiers were fairly cheaper than other armies since not all of them wore entirely iron or steel. In fact Vaino had replaced the cavalry with smaller faster horses for cavalry archers.

"Yilviir. Gather the a dozen of the elite guard and provisions for my departure." The steward quickly scurried out to do what his lord commanded. "Glennir. Keep training the recruits but do so swiftly. Also I want you send my message to all of the other commanders as well. Tell them to prepare the conscription as quickly as possible. If I come back and a civil war has been declared I would like to have ten thousand ready for me." He told the captain. Vaino then left the tent to his stage coach to ride back home. He needed to prepare for his departure.