07-23-2017, 06:46 PM
By the time the morning meal had been announced, Erumollien and Torsten had decided that they must increase the amount of soldiers to be strategically stationed round the dwarf kingdom. The Elvenking found himself being pulled out of the room by the Dwarvenking towards the dining hall.
Erumollien sighed and declined the dwarf king's insistence to join them for breakfast. He did not have much of an appetite that day and figured he might as well try to plan out more of their attacks.
He was not sure how long he will last that day but he could feel the numbness of exhaustion creeping up on him. Forcing to ignore the tiredness he was beginning to feel, he went to his study and began sketching out the Battle plans, muttering to himself as he read over the varying points where the orcs had been reported to attack usually in.
Erumollien sighed and declined the dwarf king's insistence to join them for breakfast. He did not have much of an appetite that day and figured he might as well try to plan out more of their attacks.
He was not sure how long he will last that day but he could feel the numbness of exhaustion creeping up on him. Forcing to ignore the tiredness he was beginning to feel, he went to his study and began sketching out the Battle plans, muttering to himself as he read over the varying points where the orcs had been reported to attack usually in.