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After a rough night related with drinking,hookers and strange appetizer from under the table,sleep was the thing our hero craved the most but ironicly he got woken up one hour later (05) for the special event.The entire city garnison and half of the town guards were ordered to move out of the citadel into the highlands.The group split up in two and both whent on their ways.The powerless and hangover Todor was additioned to Sherif Trannyth's group while the other one was lead by Duke Onkled himself. It was noon (12) and the soldiers were still marching, not knowing where they were going or what was going to happen,annoyed by all the back talk, the sherif got off his horse and signaled his captains that the army is stoping.They were by a small river,reborn from the melting snow tops.Everyone sat down,opened their bags and started to eat and refill their flasks.Half an hour everyone was finished and were ready to go when Trannyth decided it was time to enlighten the troops what was going to happen.Due to the size of the army (around 300 while the duke's were around 450) the word had to be spread from mouth to mouth and the information was that two powerful goblin tribes have merged and settled in the northern Stoneclaw highlands last fall but couldnt be dealt to untill now due to the savage weather.Their location is most likely fortified and they may or may not have thamed beasts but there are definetly a dozen or so of goblin mages.Due to the high threat another army from the plains was organised.If everything goes as planed, the three armies will all attack the village at the same time and hopefuly by tommorow the Stoneclaw mountains would be free from threat again! Burn and pillage but let none live, soak your swords with the blood of the mongrols and serve your duties to the King and Country, march on!
