As the sun rose to just past its midday zenith, Kerden came riding back frm his reconisnce to the group, He gave a quick look at a few new men who had been found camping in a small forest in their path before coming over to Gwandon. Before he made any introduction, Kerden wne tstraight to the point "I've found him, Two days to the south of here the locals say the blessed lord Alvarel..." Gwandon spat at the ground in anger "......has build a glorious Iron fortress as his palace where he rallys his troops, more than any of the patrols we've seen, mostly of beasts though. All the towns between here and there are devoted to him, the children are taking up swords to slay fathers who went against Alvarel, everyone is ready to line up as a flesh barrier to stop us at him" "Mind control, it must be, nothing else could do this so fast, over so many. No fool would join that tyrant without it" Gwandon was almost there, If he could stir up trouble enough and draw the armies away, Darion could strike. Gwandon trusted him enough to finish the job, but in truth he wanted to kill the elf himself, but this would do. "Maybe we should find out how hospitable they will be to us" Kerden went almost white at the suggestion of walking right back into the lions den. Gwandon Unshiethed his sword and signaled a ride forward towards the fortress. The endrun was coming.