Nathan
Jeff
The field Hagen Keep 
Jeff silently re read the letter several times, he knew what to expected from the orders, and he knew the consequences where severe. He starts to gather materials to do a job that needs to be done.
David
Elise Hagen
Hagen Keep 
Elise sighed and she still sat at her desk wondering just what to do once she herself was unsure of what to do since there was a fairly small chance that the crazed man would accept her offer.
Bruce
Colonel Dorcas Standly and Lord Duckly 
Lord Duckly's Manor, Ducksbury

"Lord Duckly, you have a letter," The courier said, handing over the girl's offer. Lord Duckly smirked at Colonel Dorcas and took the letter in his large hand. Dorcas handed over a long, silver letter opener with a ruby handle, but Lord Ducky had already torn into the envelope. He silently read the offer and smiled.
"Finally, some good fucking news," Lord Duckly said. "Tell Lady Elise Hagen that we will offer her 1.8% of the earnings, granted that she provide the funds for the build. Should she accept, we'll have a wonderful compromise on our hands."
"My lord, what shall we do about Jeff?" Colonel Dorcas interceded. 
"Oh! Right, of course," Lord Duckly said, slapping his forehead. He quickly penned a new order for Jeff. It read;

 *Do not touch Hagen Keep. We have no need to burn it.* 

He sealed the note away neatly in an envelop. The courier reached over for it and Lord Duckly slapped his hand away. "No, no. I'll have one of my own men deliver this. It needs to reach him quickly and I surely do not trust you with the task."
"Sir Langnas will go," Colonel Dorcas said, gesturing to the guard standing at the door. Sir Langnas wore a uniform of purple and yellow with a large, hissing goose (the seal of House Duckly) on the dead center of his chest. He nodded curtly and took the note.

Sir Langnas
The town around Hagen Keep

Sir Langnas rode into town, the letter tucked safely in his breast pocket. He dismounted once he reached the area near the keep and began to search for Jeff. He walked briskly and with purpose, not wanting to let his Lord down. The sooner he found Jeff, the sooner he'd save Hagen Keep from a fiery demise. He walked past a small bakery, glancing inside to make sure that Jeff was not loading up on carbs before his big task. 

The baker looked up when he saw a man peek into the shop. A longtime friend of the Hagen's, the baker bristled at the sight of the goose that signified House Duckly. He clenched the counter until his knuckles went white as he watched the man walk off. "Not on my watch...," The baker said darkly. He reached under his counter and pulled out a rapier that Elise had crafted specially for the battle that was soon to come. Her craftsmanship was unmistakable. It was a well made weapon and the baker intended to honor its smith by protecting her land by any means necessary. He strode out of the shop, wielding his weapon. The Duckly guard was a few meters in front of him, seeming to be looking for something. "More land to steal, perhaps?" The baker muttered, quickening his pace. 

Sir Langnas spotted Jeff in the distance. He opened his mouth to call out to him when his voice was suddenly cut off with a flood of blood that rose up in his throat. He choked and fell to his knees in shock. The pain came after, sharp and deep. 
"FOR LADY HAGEN!" The baker cried, driving the rapier through Sir Langnas' back for a second time. Sir Langnas let out a hoarse cry of protest before falling dead. The baker breathed heavily and looked down at the dead man. "Justice." He grabbed Sir Langnas' legs and dragged him to an alley. He left the corpse there to bleed out, the rapier still stuck deep in his back.
David
Elise Hagen 
The town near the keep
Hearing a loud yell she thought the enemy had attacked and in preparation already had her armor on so she rushed to the scene and saw the bloodied man though she paled quite a bit when she saw what he had done. "A-are you crazy are you trying to get us in a bloody war with these people he was a messenger not some warrior what in the hell were you thinking?" Elise yelled at the man as she looked to the man he had just killed and sighed. "If he is truly dead there is nothing I can do for you, you know what the cost of murder is and I wish I could do something for you. I beleive we will have to take this up with their lord and I will have to accept worse terms due to this... Action of yours. Gods I wish you wouldn't have done this it makes it so much worse now." Elise says solemnly as she checked on the man hoping he wasn't truly dead even though the rapier in the back isn't usually a good sign. Even then she herself didn't seem angry, mostly just disappointed since she felt that the people around the keep were like family, and having to let one go and to see them possibly go to their death was a sad sight indeed.
June
Lord Eric Stafford
Yellen, South Feyshore

Night had just fallen as Lord Stafford and his party arrived at the village of Yellen, where the encampment was clear. A party of some fifty men had setup camp outside the village, their horse line and cookfire smoke clear from a mile away. The part of six pressed on toward the camp, where a sentry met them and escorted them to Captain Hart who stood with a smile when seeing Lord Stafford.

Captain Hart was an older man, his black hair taking on a color of gray iron in his age. He had laugh lines, an angular weathered face from time in the field. His shoulders were broad and he was a good half foot shorter than Lord Stafford. 

"My lord!" He greeted Stafford as he dismounted. "We are your men to command." He offered, in that moment handing over all command back to the Lord of Stormalong. 

"Very good. How many?" 

"Fifty, all mounted as requested. Ten with crossbows, the rest sword and spear. Where we heading and when? They're all ready to break camp."

"Hagen's Keep. We will break camp an hour before first light, the men who came from Zahrada need to rest. Bring me a quick rider, a quill, and parchment."

The things Eric requested almost seemed to materialize in his hands as men-at-arms rushed to bring him what he needed. A letter was penned and sealed with House Stafford's seal. The letter was handed over to the rider. 

"Take this to Hagen's Keep. Stay there once you arrive." Eric instructed him. The man rushed off and mounted his horse, riding out to Hagen's Keep in the night.

The letter when received by Lady Hagen would read:

"Elise Hagen, Lady of Hagen's Keep,

I have arrived at Yellen, a day's ride from you. Expect me at your by tomorrow, just before nightfall. I have a small host of fifty-six. This shall be resolved by week's end.

Eric Stafford, Lord of Stormalong, commander of South Feyshore and Astoria, Protector of The Realm."
Nathan
Jeff
The field Hagen Keep 
Jeff heard some one yelling. He silently approach's the commotion. As he peered from behind the bakery he noticed a bloody baker next to a corpse of a former associate. Jeff face paled as he recognized the rapier the baker held. "There's no way that lady Elise ordered the baker to kill the messenger..." Jeff gulps. "If she did order him then.. Maybe the Duck man was on to something." He shakes his head."Didn't think this place was full of loonies." Jeff scrambles back to continue to prepare the for the fire.