Order of War Base Camp

Thoryn and a score of other Ordinators were assembled in guarskin tents a distance from the looming sight of Telasero. Their orders were to await the arrival of Elam Andas and a contingent of mercenaries, in addition to two score Indoril warriors who were coming straight from Mournhold across the Inner Sea.

The groups commander was Galmis Saren, a Dunmer who had fought in the southern front of the Arnesian War and had spent numerous years as a High Ordinator in Mournhold before being reassigned to fight the growing Sixth House presence in Morrowind.

Deres Woer was with the group of mercs coming from Vivec. He was glad he was finally able to participate in a battle, as he hadn't fought in one for many years. Deres looked around as he marched, seeing the many soldiers and warriors all marching in unison. they all seem very nervous, scared. I wonder if I look nervous as well.

After a few more hours travel, he noticed a few hundred campfires dotting the country side. That must be the Indoril's camp. Just a another hour or so and we'll be there." He thought.
He was looking forward to getting some rest before the long difficult battle they were faced with.

"Finally, a good battle," Eno sighed. He saw the campfires. "We're here, I think." He cracked his neck and began scouting around with his eyes.

The mercenary force from Vivec were led to a rise a little way off from the Order of War Base Camp.

"We shall need to dispatch scouts to scour the area," Galmis informed the group as he briefed them on the situation, "we'll send in a small portion of your number to flank the Stronghold and give us a full report on the situation, before we begin our assault. We need nimble, silent volunteers, now's the time to earn your pay brothers."

Eno silently raised his hand to volunteer.

Deres looked around surveying the land. "I'll go. Let me take off my armor and put on something more suited for scouting." he said, and went off to his tent to out on some dark clothing so he wouldn't be heard or seen while scouting.

Eno took off his heavy Dwemer Armor, and put on some clothes. Other than that, he was normally equipped.

Urvel rode in on a black horse, suited up for battle. He been riding from Vivec as fast as it could carry him to make it in time for the battle, to lead the charge against the Sixth House. It was time someone took it back for the true Dunmer.

"Get my horse some food and shelter." He said to a passing soldier, hopping down off his horse. "Who's the ranking officer here?" He called out.