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LOCKED TO NILLA
[Provoking an attack from Ylisse was much harder than Gangrel had thought it would be. Sure, he could just declare war on the neighboring country, but Aversa had advised against it. Aversa was his tactician and while he couldn't say he agreed with everything she did, she was the best he had. Gangrel certainly wasn't any good at battle tactics. He was much better suited to his role as the king of Plegia.
He's standing over a map tonight, pushing a few carved pieces that represent his army and groups of bandits that can be coerced into doing whatever he wants them to. He frowns, shifts the pieces a bit, then glances down at the letter Aversa left him. Her tactics seem solid, but he can't help but wonder if there's a better way to go about it. Gangrel doesn't care if people die, but it seems stupid to put them in a position where most of them will die.
It's not like he has any better ideas. With a sigh, Gangrel takes a seat and continues nudging the pieces into different locations and frowning at the note. This is going to be a long night.]
He's standing over a map tonight, pushing a few carved pieces that represent his army and groups of bandits that can be coerced into doing whatever he wants them to. He frowns, shifts the pieces a bit, then glances down at the letter Aversa left him. Her tactics seem solid, but he can't help but wonder if there's a better way to go about it. Gangrel doesn't care if people die, but it seems stupid to put them in a position where most of them will die.
It's not like he has any better ideas. With a sigh, Gangrel takes a seat and continues nudging the pieces into different locations and frowning at the note. This is going to be a long night.]