"Look, you see that bird over that branch? It's a swallow, they only come during summer" Reika explained a group of 10 children whose parents were working on the fields. She was with the kids maybe because she had nothing to do or maybe because she was already in the age of having children and being with those children was the closest she could be to being a mother. Anyway the children looked at the bird a bit excited, some tried to catch it and others just wateched the swallow fly away scared by the young Okaruians. Reika laughed slightly, then watched to the horizon with a smile. "Milady, all the ministers are ready for the meeting" A soldier said while walking towards the female warlord with blue kimono. Reika turned back and nodded, then told the children to go with the soldier and then walked towards the castle

"Let's stop for now, Heiro." The neigh of a horse could be heard as Jun, gently got off her white horse. She passed of the reigns to the stable master, and gently ran her hands through Heiro's silky white hair. "I'll be back soon," she said. "Good morning, your majesty. I take it your ride went well?" The stable master asked as she approached. "Good morning. It went well as usual," she replied, passing the reigns of Heiro to the stable master. "That is good to hear, your majesty. Captain Han told me to inform you of his arrival," He said, petting Heiro. "Thank you. I'll be back soon, okay, Heiro?" She waved goodbye to Heiro and the stable master before walking back to her palace.

Haru sighed as he looked out over the battlefield. "More barbarian tribes from the mountains? They never learn...Heavy knights! Obliterate them!" His heavy knights(the ones in armor so thick it makes them a foot taller and carrying heavy two-handed swords) started marching forward, swords ready. He just stood there, arms crossed, as an arrow landed at his feet. "Archers! Fire!" A volley of arrows flew over his head, reading down on the battlefield. "Heavy Archers! Take out the archers up on the ridge!" Ten or fifteen arrows that might as well have been ballista arrows flew, impaling the enemy archers. ((XD I have Haru out at battle right now. :P))

Junko sat at a small table eating a piece of bread, there wasn't much going on and so Junko just took some time to eat.

Reika got into the castle, a place she did not like to be in, that kind of fancy places were not her style so a year ago she decided to turn it ito a huge sotrehouse and oly a few rooms were left for the visits although they were not as fancy as they used to be. The female warlord made it to the meeting room, a dark room with a few lit canddles, a long table with the map of the whole continent carved and painted on it and about 1000 books on a huge bookshelf: history, economy, geography and warfare were the majority of what all the books were about. Once Reika closed the door of the meeting room, the magistrates stood up from their chairs, men and woman wearing kimonos colorful kimonos, they all bowed to Reika and she bowed back. "Milady, We have called you this time to give you the report you asked for last week. Indeed, as you said, it is possible for us to help Lord Shiba and the Sakura Alliance both economically and military." Reika nooded and sat on a chair, then opened the leather folder the ministers had put the report in, after 10 minutes, the time it took her to read the huge report, she closed the folder and left it on the table. "Well then, I shall lead 5000 men and 1000 rice sacks...Those bandits have caused great damage to their fields. I know it wont be enough though..." A female magistrate smiled "Milady you are too kind" Reika smiled at the, magistare Zhen Ji, then left the room and started to prepare everything.

Naranbaatar stood in his tent, for the lorngaradians did not build houses, looking at the map of the known world according to some Okarian scholar from long ago, although his people had come from the south and many more lands were known to them that were not shown on this map. Naranbaatar, his advisors and his generals were dqiscussing what trade routes and or settlements they should raid this month. "We go to the north! They have been untouched by our steel!" Said one "No! We go deeper into Sakura!" said another "Brothers! Let us drop our steel and show our neighbours that we are not savages!" Said yet another who recieved odd looks from the others when he suggested his idea "Enough" said Naranbaatar "You are all dismissed, I cannot make a decision when my advisors are all bickering fools". With guilty looks on their faces, like they were a child being told off by their mother, they walked out of the tent mumbling to themselves. Naranbaatar had managed to narrow his decision to two nations but now the question was, would he attack Sakura or Okari?

Kell's Harbor was buzzing with activity - at the harbor 40 Dragon Ships were being prepared to set sail and to carry soldiers to their yearly raiding trips - or so it seemed, however the port cities of Arvig, Krelig and Hyl were also preparing ships to form a combined fleet of 60 Dragon Ships that would bring an army of 3900 men to the mainland. The number of warriors was equal to 80 % of the male population of Klovig and the largest fleet the Klovigians had mustered in over 75 years. Argin 'Bloodsail' Kellsson watched the preparations eagerly whilst eating an apple - a green one, bit too sweet for his taste - and smiled faintly. He had planned this raid since the last snowfall and had been forced to give up a hefty part of his fortune to build an army of such magnitude. He himself would lead 10 ships - a force of 650 men on a raid west to the province of Du'an while the rest of the fleet would head to the northeastern provinces. He wondered if the force he was planning on leading could force the people of Du'an in to a trade agreement or even intimidate them in to an alliance of sorts - he was certainly not above doing mercenary work if it paid well enough and there probably was some war or another between the southern warlords that he could offer to join in exchange of a hefty sum of gold, foodstuffs and other such commodities. In exchange he would solemnly vow that the province he'd offer the might of Klovig would be safe from raids in the future - that would be one of the vows he was actually going to keep if things would go his way. Argin pulled the heavy cape tighter around his broad shoulders and gazed far to the horizon, towards the west - towards Du'an. In front of him stood the 650 men group he would be leading personally. Calmly the aging warrior straightened up, tossed away the mostly eaten apple and took a deep breath. "Fathers, sons and brothers of Klovig! Today we set sail again in search of riches, be it gold, silver or silk! Today we once again set sail towards bloodshed and glory! Today a new journey begins to alleviate the hardships of winter and to warm ourselves with the burning villages of our enemies! Still, we shall also bring a message to the southern lords! A message of peace and a fair offer of friendship! An offer of comradery and the strength of our sword arms! Remember this men of Klovig! If our offer of friendship is spat back at us like bile we shall burn EVERYTHING in our wake! Onwards to your ships! Onwards to glory!" He finished his speech by unsheathing his sword and pointing it towards the docked ships. Three hours later the 10 ship fleet of Argin Kellsson was moving towards the province of Du'an - it would take them a long time to reach their destination, but it was all worth the wait even in the bleak Dragon Ships. Argin stood at the bow of his ship, staring to the west and smiling. Treaty or no his men would eat well this winter.

In the large centre village of Völsung ran around several different citizens all ready to hear a speech from their brave Warlord, Kids dropping their toys as they rush on over, beginner fighters ending off their spars to go listen and even the elders giving their own speeches stop halfway to hear their Warlord, a huge crowd gathering over the front as up steps the legendary and most powerful Warlord out of all the past Warlords from Burnoufs Anger, Rag'nard Aslock; standing high and mighty over the many citizens who all drop to a knee listening as he speaks out "Friends! Allies! Heard my call to war, this world of Garnia is being threatened by the nearby factions! we stand underneath our gods in bravery as they have told me to annihilate all that stand in our way! Children cannot fighting but we can make them fight!, Women are required to do all of our cleaning, cooking and service, they will replace all that with slicing, stabbing and decapitating, the Elders speak stories of my name, they will soon speak their own stories! Make your friends and family proud and have them fight for us! For Burnoufs Anger! For the Gods!" The crowd would cheer loudly as Rag'nard would step down grabbing a drink off a nearby warrior as he grins "S-Sir!" shouts a young child as he walks over hugging his leg "Thank you for this! We will never forget this!" Rag'nard would laugh as he'd kneel down ruffling the childs head "No matter my boy, we will bring your family home safe from this war, I promise", standing back up he'd walk onwards readying his men to start to make their way to the Province of the Sakura Alliance