Magnadine was in his tent, looking over reports from all over the world. A war between Doviello and the Malakim
The orcs of the Clan of Embers attacking Bannor
the only offers were to join other individuals like himself, something he couldnt see happening in the short run.
He was itching to be out there, on the battlefield, making a real difference. Instead, he was watching the horses graze (an old elHippi saying that means youre doing nothing in particular). There had been talk of being hired for something, but the Hippus had not told him anything, they had only consulted him on the price. Turns out they didnt do much of anything this year.
His men were getting restless. He could feel it. Everyday he had to assure them a big job was coming. Recently, all he was getting was small jobs, up in the mountains, protecting miners, barely enough to cover the whole company. He had no idea what would happen if he didnt get a job soon. 1,000 aggressive elHippi horseman is not a pretty sight.