<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/b6/89/7a/b6897a0d6af601af4cd87f730ee351e8.jpg)</div><strong>Serene Commander Vartaemo</strong><br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: Hammer<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Western Outskirts<br/><strong>Exits</strong>: South Street (North), Qwaballa Compound (Northeast), Kurthush Tenaments (Northwest)<br/><hr/><br/><strong>"There is a brutal cunning to your council, King of Fury."</strong>Serene Commander Vartaemo spoke carefully, deliberately, scanning the hulking mass of Gorex.  Vartaemo was a proud one, but still a bit in awe of the Guardians.<br/><br/>He was also not an overly foolish one.  While he had supreme confidence in the Citizen Cavalry, he did not want the shame of leading them into a blunder on his head either.<br/><br/><strong>"We shall let you draw out the foes, then crash upon them."</strong><br/><br/>Several of those assembled, beneath their shining helmets, were clearly keeping their eyes on Valora.  Whether because they distrusted a daemoness or lusted for her was an academic distinction.  The soldiers had not known the companionship of a woman in weeks, and not all of them very much enjoyed the tradition of fucking their fellow citizen-soldiers while on the campaign trail.<br/><br/>The Supreme Commander seemed a bit taken aback, from what emotion was visible through his visor, at Clara's show of humility.  A Summoner like herself was considered of legendary power in the common mythology.  He nodded silently at her words, judging them likely more for the Guardians than his men but clearly making note of her skills.<br/><br/><strong>"To offer what council I may, I find it best to move in force.  Divide the enemy and unite yourselves wherever you may,"</strong>Vartaemo offered.<strong>"But your tactics are your own affair.  Go as you will, legendary heroes, and when you give the call to battle I shall lead my men in."<br/></strong><br/>By this time his cavalry was off the ledge and onto the plains, ready to head for the arch at this order.