Chaos abruptly happening, the dark elf unwittingly creating a confused, scared mass. Reinhart tried his best to calm down the people close to him, in all booming voice.<br/><br/>" PEOPLE OF DULLARK! I beg of you to calm down and take your senses. Every man with a capable weapon raise your arms, everyone else. Lock the doors, barricade windows and entrances. Make sure to have a plan to escape if the marauders would lit fire on your house! By Sigmar's will we shall defend our lives under his guidance! To arms! " He pulled out one of his warhammers and raised it to the sky and letting out a war shout to rally the less brave soldiers.<br/><br/>Morale is far more deadlier than any blade, and rallying armies is something Reinhart have done for over fifteen years under the service of The Empire. He moved towards the gate entrance, some people were still panicking but others seemed to have taken his speech to their hearts and acted more reasonable. It would take time to change the attitude of these peasants. A long, long time. Sigmar bless them.<br/><br/>With one of his warhammers hanging along his right hand he stepped forward, next to Talianna and looked up at her from a safe distance of the snapping Cold One. Being more scared of the beast than it's rider.<br/>" So what are we to expect this time, beautiful and benevolent one? More starved travelers that barely can keep themselves on their feet? "<br/><br/>He gave her a sincere facial expression with a fitting smile, the golden twin tail comet on his circlet letting off a flare against the sunlight's reflection.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>