You emerge from the tent of The Broken Oak to see the army outside. They stand on the mustering ground in front of the palace, all three-hundred soldiers. Men and women in polished chainmail and iron helms stand in squads, spears to their side. A few trembling hands tell you they would benefit from a boost in morale. Up ahead, a small stage has been erected where you can see the King standing, two Watchers flanking him. He tells the soldiers about the journey they will have to take and introduces you as their commanders. As you walk up to the dais, all eyes are on you. Alighting the wooden stairs, a sea of faces awaits your words.