Editing WS:Chapter Two (section)

=====All Your Army Are Belong to Us=====

After buying a little time from the mind, we rested.  Actually, I spent the evening bouncing around a little, using the teleport cloak the dark elves gave us to find the approaching army.

Next day, we went and took it.  It was almost that easy.  We approached as evening fell, intimidated in a little way a sentry to let us in to see the generals of the army and they believed the letter of marque.

A fellow identified as a nephew of the Duke of Bayern, but wearing an amulet that pretty much marked him as a dark elf, insisted upon communicating with home to check what may have happened with Constantia et al, but that communication was enough to convince him he was in a bad place.

He left, taking with him half of those we'd identified as elves.  Now I come to think of it, we didn't exactly search the personnel of this new army to ensure there weren't other elves buried somewhere in the rank and file.  Oops.

Now Alden and Thodric have bi-i-ig army.  Thodric really wants to kill Zylistan with it.  I think he'd lose personally.  Too many raw recruits.