[the day before]
[Old Capital of the Human Empire - War Room]
The atmosphere in the war room was tense, lit only by torches casting shadows on the ancient stone walls. A large map of the continent was spread over a massive wooden table, with markers representing positioned troops.
"We have received several reports from our spies on the border," announced a hoarse, deep voice from a man whose face was hidden by a black hood. "Unusual military movements in the lands of the barbarians, orcs... and even the elves," the spy informed, lowering his voice while crossing his arms and leaning against the wall.
