War Council

[Trot]

Deep in Ireland Generals gather around discussing plans of attack. Seamus sits listening to the discousion.

[Gandalfus]

Brian, sitting at the head of the table, coughs weakly.

My Lords, we should bide our time before attacking again.

[Trot]

"I believe we should weaken the English army. Give me some archers and light cavalry. I know the perfect spot to ambush the English." He points at a spot near Cork on the map. "The road reach right through that forest. Archer stationed behind the trees on either side of the road could rain death on the English. The cab could hit they flank csuseing a ton of havoc. We then pull out before they van engage."

[Gandalfus]

We have not the men, sir Seamus.

[Trot]

How many do we have left. 200 archers would suffice."

[Gandalfus]

He looks tired.

1500-2000, or so I am told.

[Trot]

We need to unite the land will any towns join our cause. Surely some will bring men to our aid."

[Gandalfus]

He shook his head sadly.

Many have deserted the cause after news of our defeat, to avoid being executed for treason or being attacked by England.

[Trot]

"All the more reason we need a victory. With news of victory on the field men will flock to our cause."