Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24530992-20140913012628/@comment-4363162-20140914143834

Val entered the commander's tent. Inside, a grim and focused Remus sat hunched over a map of the region. "Commander." Val spoke. The man turned to face him. "How long have the attacks been coming for?"

"About a month or so."

"Why don't we just stop them by destroying the necromancers? No more necromancers, no more undead army."

"If it was that easy, we would've been done with this ages ago. Those necromancers are huddled behind their forces, protected by a host of archers. You'd need a skin of steel and iron to even get close to them."

The commander looked up.

"Why are you grinning?"