The time for the Styrhord was nearing. Nearly everyone near the area where both sides created their new fortresses had left.
The final preparations on both sides were being made. Each side had secured its supply routes and had scouted the nearby areas so that they wouldn't get blindsided.
Right now, this Styrhord was the most talked about thing in the Kingdom as well as in the neighboring kingdoms.
Seeing as no matter who wins or loses, someone is getting replaced, and a position will open up.
Titles would change hands, borders would be redrawn, and loyalties would quietly shift in its wake.
Many were already watching closely, less concerned with justice than with what could be gained once the dust settled.
Just looking at both armies on face value, many believed that it was impossible for Marquis Valeire to lose. Since he had enough military power to conquer a small kingdom.
