Board Thread:Middle Earth Roleplays/@comment-25344655-20151222005241/@comment-26210095-20151228150657

"As you say. We have no quarrel with you."

He cries out to his men "We ride east. Take refuge with the Khandings, then ride hard north through the steppes. Plains of battle and riches lie, ready for the taking. FORTH UNTO GLORY"

About 20,000 men do just that, skirting around Skrab lands.