Karthia remains patient
Rootmeir's Fort, Lesser New Karthian Hills, The Mur Refuge
The fort was quite a new one. Built only a few years ago, it housed 11,000 Karthian troops and served as the Headquarters of the Karthian Military Administration in Lesser New Karthian Hills. The name may not be innovative but their equipment and the fort's armament were first class. It was chill and silent, at least for now. The room was well-lit. Major Lius Bathael sat in his room. His deputy, Jamie was on the other side of the room, checking transmissions and some paperwork from nearby villages.
"Sire! Sire !" Came shouting a soldier into the room.
"What is it, boy ?"
"R-452, the UAV, spotted a group of unknown troops coming from the north-west, near the camp J-11 !"
"Status report !"
"At least 4 magic users, the rest are infantry. The total number is unknown. Their uniform matches that of Lorzepk."
"Damnit... Get me the scouts from the east !"
"Yes, sire !"
"Jamie !"
"Yes ?"
"Get the transmitter. We need to inform the Headquarters !"
"Yes, sire !"
"Why are those Lorzepk encroaching into our lands? Lorzepk damit !"
"Sire, transmissions ready !"
"Great. Give me the tablet !"
"Here you go, sir !"
"Good job Jamie !"
"Thank you sire !"
Lius hastily wrote a message to the Karthian High Command at New Orstia, the seat of the Viceroyalty of the Murs. He took a long breath and gave the tablet to Jamie.
"Send this. The Minister of External Affairs will question them."
"Yes, sire !"
And thus began the events that would forever change the face of the Mur Refuge...