KayVenn remained where he had been for an hour more, calmly awaiting any updates on his scouts.  He too was worried for the time they were taking, though they were good lads.  They had initiative and weren't afraid of much, if they had a hunch or if they needed to see more, they would see it.<br/>They would return.<br/><br/>It was only a further half hour before his advisor returned, looking relieved to say the least.<br/>"The scouts returned home unscathed.  They did however find trouble in the proximity of the Goblin forces.  They appear to be moving closer to the crossing by the week."<br/><br/>"Then we may have a problem, I'm not worried yet, but we'll be keeping an eye on them."  KayVenn was sure his troops could handle it.  They specialised in staying in the dark, only letting the enemy see enough to make the scared.  Much like a shark in the ocean, and Goblins had never been known for their intelligence or backbones.  Though what they were known for was strength in numbers.  The more fodder they took with them, the more arrows an army would have to use, the more resources they would need in order to keep a rival force in fit condition.<br/><br/>"We may have to call in a favour," KayVenn said almost unapologetically, "And I know just who can bring that kind of heat."<br/>He smirked in secret as he finished the last of his drink.  He stood up and turned to his advisor, "Send a messenger to Frelia requesting an audience with Lady Valera.  I'm retiring to my chambers, wake me should anything arise."