“He’ll live. "
"Barely, and missing an eye, but he will live. The priests have him now.”
You nod to the image of your sorceress in the reflection of the scrying mirror. The priests will have taken some of the prisoners from their dungeons and used them as sacrifices to heal your brother. Brutal, as were most of the ways of your people, but effective.
Your spymistress Piela steps into view. You can see the fatigue even across the distortion of the the scrying mirror.
She wastes no time. "We need you back soon. Your cousin is rallying her forces and is on the march. And she will either mount a rescue attempt or just take the city. And we discovered that the Scylling sorcerers have met with their army. We should expect them to outmatch us in magic as well."
You wince. The Scylling clan had the dedicated their existence to magical mastery. They would be no slouches in that arena.
You glance at Vial. "How can we hold up against them?"
She grimaces. " I can dance with the best of them, but their lesser mages are more numerous and better skilled than ours. No offense," she adds for the benifit of the mage maintaining the mirror for you. He simply shrugs.
With further discussion, you agree that there is enough time for one more preperation before the momentum swings in your cousin's favor.
You decide to:
A. Return home, fortify your posisition.
B. Go to either the Thule (warriors) or the Etra (dark priest/Summoners).
C. Something else?
You just begin to decide what to do when the horns blare and call the camp to action. A scout returns, A Collsung rider, and warns of an approaching Adairn force. Near 600 strong, they outnumber you by nearly double. Most of your force are cavalry, in comparison to their infantry focused force.
They probably intend on killing you. You could go around them with your mobility, or you could take this opportunity to destroy them.
Despite being outnumbered, your warriors are eager for battle. The Adairn are viewed as middling in battle, and with your Collsung horsemen you can harass them at will.
There are also whispers about you, you know. How will their new lord fare in battle, if he takes it?
What do you do?
A. Avoid them.
B. Confront them head on.
C. Have your riders harry them while you keep moving on.
D. Something else?