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[Patrick Hunt]

"So be it, but your men do not like your plan or the way your leading them. Watch out or you may end up a leader without an army.

Men don't like to be led by people who don't listen to them and your not listening to yours, that's why so many want to come with me. You can not force elven men to fight like humans it goes against there honor.

Wait for him to go into town then collect my wounded, stay with him as he leads the people away.

[Comrade P.]

Spoiler: Patrick Hunt (click to show/hide)

The barrel finally goes away from your back.
 - We are all disonored here, and we will fight like dishonored. I will listen carefully to all the suggestions, but the finl descision will be mine.

To be short, the rescuу mission was a success. About 1500 civilians left the town with their belongings, some helped you with transporting your stuff. The doctor went away, too. You friends are all fine. The Leader heads the crowd to the forests and begins to settle an encampment in it's depths. To your surprise, civilians do not moan about  their fate - most of them are happy to leave the god-forsaken town and start everything from from zero.

[Patrick Hunt]

Travel around the camp telling them all I'm heading for the elven capital if they want me. Don't try to recruit just tell them where I'm going.

Head for the capital stopping at every elven settlement along the way to call for volunteers to join me. inform them that the wars began and I've already liberated a towns people to encourage them to join me and keep an eye out for any of the rebels men who decide to follow me.

[Harry Baldman]

"Uhm, I'm thinking we should, erm, stick together and whatnot. I'm kinda feeling a little... exposed wandering around here alone. Didn't think it'd be, uh, so bad and all."

[UltraValican]

Go buy the sheep fleece for 12 singuluses then head to the depot

[Comrade P.]

Spoiler: Harry Baldman (click to show/hide)

- Oh, thank you, Mr.Yellowtoe. I'm afraid to go alone in such places. I won't be a burden, I promise.
She walks merely after you. By the way, where do you wish to direct your steps? To City Hall? Or seek for some kind of inn?

Spoiler: UltraValician (click to show/hide)

You buy the fleece and ask the trader where is the department point. He stretches his hand to the north:

 - Just go that way through the camp. You'll see it.

You walk in said direction and end up near the statue of the traveller, looking to the north. Near it, the caravan awaits. It consists of ten trucks, that already spit fumes from their exhaust pipes. seven are loaded with a whole variety of goods - from alcohol and guns to books and clothes. Three more trucks are empty - you guess that they'll be carrying the guards. And here are the guards themselves - 17 men and a tall figure in leather longcoat warmed by fur, that is at least a head taller than the others. As it turns, you see brown scales and the lizardous face of dragonborn.

 - Ah, here you are! - the Trader comes from the left - Ready to start? In what truck do you wish to have a place? Choose carefully, for it will be yours for all the route.

Spoiler: Patrick Hunt (click to show/hide)

As you declare your intentions, get some food and arrows and begin to leave, Leader crawls up the tree and begins a speech. he says just what you said to him - copies your tactics, your plans, even the manner of speech. Miserable fuck tries to keep himself popular at all costs. Four men from the crowd follow you, others stay with the Leader that they knew for long.
Your merry party of seven (am I right?) heads west, to the capital. According to the map, there are six towns and one big city on your way - none should be ocupied by Men, according to intelligence.

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[4] You stick to the plotted course and get there without any problems by the way. It takes you six days.
You come to the small town of Ashebale. As you tell about the war, nobody believes you. "It just ended! They can't begin it all over again" they say. So, no volunteers. Try to convince them or move along?

[Harry Baldman]

"It's, erm, really as much for my benefit as yours. I don't like being, um, totally alone and whatnot."

Wander around town. What amenities, services and stores has it got?

[Patrick Hunt]

Show them my men's wounds as proof and convince them to join me.

(( I'm going to kill that elven bastard. ))

[Comrade P.]

Spoiler: Patrick Hunt (click to show/hide)

((Hehehehe, too late - you're far away now. If I didn't made it clear - he went another way than you.))
Still no volunteers. They say that if the war really started, then they are going to join regular army, not your shabby band.

Spoiler: Harry Baldman (click to show/hide)

You take a walk around the city.
City Hall, a few groceries, two inns, buildings that seem to belong to different guilds - you see Guild of Tailors, Guild of Smiths, Guild of Traders. You also found a building that seems to belong to local Gentlemen Club.
City's architecture once was beatiful, but now it is crippled by war. Just a remark.

[Patrick Hunt]

Tell them I'm an irregular unit with the army tasked with wreaking as much havoc as possible to disrupt the humans plans and weaken them ahead of the main army.

Also tell them I already destroyed 2 brigades and a dragon. If any want to make the humans bleed and take revenge they should join me. All in 1 day.

Remind them that bands like mine see the most action and do the most damage.

[Comrade P.]

[4+ to belive that you're irregular unit - 6] They belive that part.

They do not believe the part about the dragon. They're all dead or flew away to wildlands, they say. And they do not any revnge - Men did no harm to them during the previous War, they say.

The last statement made the effect opposite to your expectations - they say that bands like yours also have the biggest losses and are not supplied properly.

[Patrick Hunt]

Point out mine and my companions high quality weapons and armor. Tell them I have the armies support so well be well supplied and inform them we got a little bruised but none of my company died.

I don't take stupid risks with my men, join me and you'll get good armor, good weapons, training and the chance to ensure the humans never make it deep enough into elven land to harm your families.

They're carrying out torture and murder already on the elves near the borders and unless we make them stop they'll come to your homes in time and kill your families. Join me and that won't happen.

[Comrade P.]

Spoiler: Patrick Hunt (click to show/hide)

You left them unsure - they offer you to stay for a night, so they can say you their decision by morning.
You and your crew replenish your food supplies and rest here for a night.
At the morning, you see two young men standing in the square - they say they were allowed to go with you. They are eager to get weapons in their hands and kill humies. ((too bad you lied to locas - you have no permanent supply, even no extra weapons for those two.))

[Patrick Hunt]

(( Wasn't a lie, my mission was real and authorised so I'll get supplies at the capital.  Don't exact have the stuff jut I took out 1-2 battalions and a dragon in a day. That should go a fair way to getting me the supplies I need.))

Continue to the capital repeating the process to every group of elves and settlement I pass on the way.

[Comrade P.]

((No doubt that your mission is real, but authorised? You met NO authorities on your way, who did that behind MY back, eh? And yes, you may get your supplies in the capital, but estimated time needed to get there by foot is three weeks, and you need yer supplies now.))
You move on. Newbies are complining all the way about everything they see and do - their share of baggage you care is too heavy, they have no weapons, nights are too cold, the food is not like mommy's. Douchebags.
You walk a bit longer than you expected due to the problems those ones caused. Finally arrive to the next town. As you repeat the procedure, about twenty elves join you - those are armed with their own guns and seem to know how to use them. Local people have a telegraph in their city, so fresh news reach them faster.
Two douchebags from previous town refuse to go further.
((And I do not like the way you do it - "I go straight to the capital ignoring the month of the way - do the thing, GM"))