Sindar gasped as he joined up behind Vandal, on the way back to the camp. Recently he had felt himself identify with the old Warlord, and he was sure Vandal was one of the few who would understand his thoughts on joining this war. After all he had a lot to lose by fighting on the other side against Arete. His reputation among his kinsmen as well as in the Manu Neru might detoriate if this was uncovered. But he had to protect Ymira. He saw Vandal look at him questioningly. "You know I am not only here to help you. Every man has his own reasons, you know that best of all. I would like to be placed in the regiment containing Ymira." Sindar guessed Vandals intelligence on him was up-to-date enough to immidately recognize the name. "And, although I have no right to claim this, not in the front row. I intend to live when this war is over, whatever the outcome. Will you do this for me?"