Astratus
Astratus slowly sat back down, and relaxed a little of his tension. He sheathed his dagger, and thought to himself, "Who would make a good leader in my absence, Oblivion, I didn't even want this job in the first place." Memories flooded his mind and he recalled the days of his youth, soldiering with the Nerevarine. Strange wolfish creatures make appearances in his memories, and they were out of place.
Astratus thought of everyone he had met, and what the others had told him. He was deliberating when a thought came to him. There was a man, an imposing man at that, who seemed scholarly and wise, but obviously not physically strong. Then there was the man, Flogir, who he had met in person. He seemed battle smart but not a "quill and scroll" type of person. Astratus was vexed, then a thought came to him. If he gave joint authority to both men, remembering Altair as the name of the scholar, they would suit the spot the best. Astratus stood, and said, "I will elect two "Situational Commanders" to govern the army. Each will be exactly the same, and hopefully, due to our condition, will cooperate. I have decided to elect the Scholar Altair, and the Soldier Flogir as Situational Commanders. Please, Karn, Rann, Vampire, help them, as I am most likely damned to monstrosity."
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If we wait for the moment when everything, absolutely everything is ready, we shall never begin. - Ivan Turgenev
It is good to have an end to journey toward; but it is the journey that matters, in the end. - Ursula Le Guin
Know yourself and you will win all battles. - Sun Tzu
Quid quid latine dictum sit, altum videtur
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