Yaro would examine the man carefully, tapping on it when she mentioned that they could get lost. "<b>If possible, I'd like to get a spare of this map- I'll be more useful the more I know." </b>Yaro said, before Eliona mentioned the three groups of nearby savages and tribal's' that lingered. He would cross his arms and nod. "<b>So you want me to minimize casulities if possible, since these tribes can help us accomplish our ultimate goal.... I'll do what I can, but know in the field there isn't much I can do, pre-made plans have a tendency to blow up in your face. What I CAN do, however, is ensure that not many participate in the battle, or are capable of mounting a defense.</b>" He said, before sitting up. "<b>Remember the Kid we liberated? Alistair? Got a plan to use him to our advantage."</b><br/><br/>Yaro would hand her a bit of what he collected- a bottle of Aletheran Chamomile, but it appeared....different. It seemed to be spiked with a white substance. "<b>Most nobles use this to help them sleep, when it's just straight up tea.....I made my own variety. Added a bit stinging nettle and lavender, it creates a knock-out toxin that only those with the strongest fortitude would be able to resist. Other than that, it will make them lethargic and groggy, and it's completely scentless. Don't worry, it won't kill them- You want them alive right?" </b>Yaro said, before pouring some of it in his own goblet. He'd show it to Jasper and Eliona- No color change. Dumping it out the window, he'd set it down. "<b>Shouldn't affect the taste either. We'll give the kid some of my own men, disguised as bandits, and they'll bring barrels of wine spiked with this back to the fort, along with some gold and treasure. They'll celebrate and the kid will likely be kept close to the Warchief, given his usefulness." </b><br/><br/>Yaro would then walk back over. "<b>Once the guards are either half-asleep or knocked out, we'll send in a group to raise the gates and capture the fort quickly. THEN, we'll capture the Warchief- I know how most tribal's act, they won't follow if we kill their boss, tempting as that may be." </b>Yaro said. He would look towards the two. "<b>Alistair and our guys on the inside will take care of his guards, we'll have the Warchief, and the Fort will be ours- That should be perfect for your plans, Eliona." </b>He said. He would then look towards her. "<b>I'm sure you have your own plan, and I'll wait to present this to the other recruits as well, but I am telling you Eliona- If you want to minimize casualties, you'll pay this mind. It isn't the first time I've lead a siege like this." </b>Yaro said.<br/><br/>Yaro would wipe out his goblet, before looking towards Jasper and Eliona. "<b>I'll be going back to check on the progress of my men, I have plans as well, but we can discuss that at length once Vahiran is secured. Also, Eliona?" </b>Yaro would look towards her and sigh. "<b>Grant me....forgiveness. I doubted you in the beginning, when you said your Queen had the best interests of my men at heart, or that you cared whether my men lived or died.....I won't make that mistake again. "</b>Yaro said. It took a big person to admit when they were wrong, especially in this world and to a woman. But Yaro knew that if it wasn't for her, his men likely would've suffered a worse fate. He wasn't so proud that he'd not admit he was wrong. He was a leader and he had to face facts.<br/><br/>Before he left, he took a look at what the two were discussing. It was....a sword and a crown. He would look at it with a curious look, before setting it back down. "<b>Huh....that sword looks familiar....eh, probably nothing. Take care you two. I'll see you when you have the time." </b>He said, walking out of the room.<br/><br/>Wait a minute.....what did Yaro just say?<br/><br/><a class="username" data-user-id="680" data-username="@Archduchess" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/680/">@Archduchess</a>