Editing The Beach at Adledross West (section)

==Relmaptor, Fortunadus, Alexandir, and Raz'cri==

The army moved through the hilly country in good order.  A screening force of well armed cavalry units rode to either side of the main body to spring traps and ambushes.  

The Light infantry marched wide cross the front, able to maneuver at a moments notice. 
The heavy infantry marched in the center like an rock for waves to break upon. 

Behind the support troops, well armed, lead wagons, livestock, fresh horses, dottles, and a long string of pack mules and llamas.   The drovers ride Hip Pigs as they lead the wagons.  The wagons show smaller wheels then normal wagons making them work better with the agile pork. 
 
Above flies a wing of dragons and wyverns scouting the long road ahead.

Among the army on the move the leaders fluidly shifted as needed to oversee their charges.  Sir Carston, Commander of the March, held his place in the front of the main body of the well disciplined army.

The command staff rides in the middle of blocks of heavy infantry.  Vardo wagons pulled by Clydesdale horses. 
  
A pair of Reen wyverns start spiraling down to the army, an agreed on symbol for conference.  Fort sends word through the Bob Network for the army to halt. 
 
Fort says to Realmer, 'Must be something big if the Reen are going to need a conference.  The last area was rough but straightforward.'
Realmer nods, “Maybe they see something ahead that is Reggie finally popping his head above water.  Its hard to believe he has withheld his assault so far.”

Fort turns a scowl ”He must have something big ahead.  He has been too quiet.”

Arriving suddenly with Bob is Alex and Raz'Cri, the kzin Force Commander who has rarely been in touch with the Amber army.

Fort say, “Sub Commander Alexandir, Force Commander Raz'Cri, what brings you both here.  We have Reen circling down for a conference too.”

Alex pats the kzin on the shoulder, “My friend here has news.”

The kzin steps forward, “Field Marshal Relmpator, our main forces are 8 days ahead of yours at the speed your army travels.  We engaged a force of ancient kzin.  Afterward we entered a beach area.  On the sands there we were greeted with a contingent of the Adledross leadership.  We have been awarded First Position for reaching the finish first.  Your army is 8 days from coming in second.  The Reen main force are 30 days back at wing speed after their disastrous battle at the Air Forge.  The Raskens are scattered across the continent and the Master of Ceremonies of the Adeldross tells us the Raskens may not complete the course. My congratulations.  I recognize yourself, Marshals Fortunadus and Alexandir, Sub Commanders Carston, Tesa, and  your beholder Bob as Friends of the Ashanons Pack."

Alex laughs, “Imagine Fort, me a friend of Kzin...after all the kzin and kresh I hunted!”

Raz'cri growls a laugh, “if you had a hide worth making into garments maybe I would have a human skin rug.. but alas...”

Realmer sighs..”Thank you Force Commander.  It has been a very long year.  It will be good to be done with it.”

Raz'cri, ”Do not tarry, but there is still times for your magical foes to make their assault.  We have not sen anything to suggest the efforts of the Dufirosim ahead.”

Realmer agrees.  “Yes, we will be on guard.  Carston, let the march know to open ranks to wide order for the next several days.   No sense getting slaughtered this close to the finish.”

Raz bows out and he and Alex trump with their Mini Bob back to their forces.

As the wyverns land fort says, “I'm willing to bet the kzin stole our Reen allies' thunder.”

Realmer watches them land, “No bet.”