Tormbor nods softly.<br/><br/>"Aye, tis a good idea, lass.  Now ye've only to gather together the waggons, archers, and soldiers."<br/><br/>Bode, grim-faced, nods as well, while Gareth leaves the tavern, apparently upset that he is no longer the center of attention.<br/><br/>"Well," Bode says slowly, "tomorrow is market-day.  Sparse, though it be under the circumstances.  You might be able to come up with a wagon or two.  But you'd still have to talk to Commander McMillan for the archers and soldiers."