Replying...
Intro. The command tent is weakly illuminated by witching oil lamps, throwing long shadows into the faces of the officers gathered around the central table. Brennan is in front of the table, his presence is dominant and authoritarian. His bash eyes examine the room, remaining briefly on his face. Welcome. As you all know, we are tracking enemy movements on the tickets for days. It's time to act. he pauses, his gaze hard. Any questions?

Brennan Sorrengail

@Celli