My bosmer clan was at the edge of the forest waiting fit the legate forced to join them planning to stay as high up as possible for whatever battle comes with their so called blockade. The bosmer with the legate at the moment left them alone, under the green pact if they make a kill they eat it and unfortunately they couldn't eat much more as a new set of bosmer archers came to join them they would never rush breaking the green pact for anyone. As the new exchange of archers came as quick as possible. I myself was at the great tree sighing loudly long at the sky in contemplation hoping I was doing the right thing in this Damn war