Basilius looks down to the dirt floor in Kralta, he then places the hand on the fine hilt of his broadsword. He moves his head back up and looks around, seeing no one. A man carrying the colors of Carrion passes through the streets shouting for all able bodied men to join the battle in the south.
Basilius says to the man "Who is to be fought?" the man smiles and replies "We make slay of dirty midgets!". Basilius nods and follows the man down the road, to the Orenian fort. Upon arriving, a party of armored men greet him and others who had joined them along the road. "Aye, it's goin' t' be a tough battle." says a man in the background "An army of the Creator who bears his Holy Cross cannot be beaten!" says Basilius, certain of victory.