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After they had proven themselves of concrete use, the General was somewhat more amenable to discussions. She told them that there was a Castle named Glendale nearby controlled by Gallivan. A supply caravan was to arrive soon, as well as reinforcements from the South. If they could intercept the caravan, and she took a detachment of troops of deal with the reinforcements, then the Castle would be vulnerable to an assault. And if they were able to take the castle, it would be much easier to defence the pass through the hills from Gallivan to the eastern Snow Alliance.


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During the night, Captain Ashdown returned to visit their camp. He wanted to make a proposal. He told them that the General would never agree to leave the front for what she saw as a political vote unless the vote was essentially won. They would have to win the entire war before there was any chance she would agree. He, however, understood the importance of what they were asking. If he were General, he would be better able to help them. Roland asked him point blank if he was suggesting assassination and treason, but the Captain held up his hands. “I’m not suggesting anything. I’m merely laying out the situation,” And with that, he left.
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She proved to be correct. When Roland approached Captain Ashdown, he looked as if he might reach for his weapon – but he looked in Roland’s eyes and put his hand back down. “You’re a fool Roland”, he said, “Risking all our lives for your honor”. “The fool is the one looking to take advantage with an easy way out,” replied Roland. “If you want things done right, you must do them *right*”
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With their officers and leadership gone, the mundane forces in the castle surrendered to General Blunt without incident. And contrary to Captain Ashdown’s insinuations, she was quite willing to return to the capital for a Vote now that the front line was stabilized

But Gorm and Violet could not agree on exactly what that meant. The Ritual apparently specified that “The Guardian must gather the Claws”. Gorm thought that meant the Guardian was the Speaker and the phrase was a metaphor. Violet thought that “Guardian” was the name of an artifact, and that it would involved actual Claws. In her words, “Dragons don’t do poetry!”
Unfortunately while this revelation was important, it didn’t actually give them much to go on. So for the time being they would continue gathering the support of the Clans. This time, heading to see the Central Clans in their underground city of Turvaamalinn


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