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Commander Hulas blinked himself out of his reverie. Dwelling on the past wasnt going to improve his mood in any way, and he had many things to do. He stood up, placed his sword in its scabbard and walked bleary eyed from the comfort of his room. Although he had been stationed in this palace for the best part of three years, he still marveled at the elaborate beauty that awaited him at every turn, from the magnificent standards that hung from the ceiling, to the eye burning majesty of the various statues he walked past. He walked up to the two guards that stood soundlesslly outside of the massive door that lead into Governor Lissans chambers. The men knew the commander well, so there was no trouble for Hulas getting past the soldiers. One of the men nodded to Hulas as he pushed the doors forward. Straightening his breastplate, he entered.


"Ah Hulas!" said the old governor happily "you got a long rest I trust?"
"I got the rest that I needed Governor"
The little old man stroked his white beard as he said "Well I hope so boy, I hope so. This mission cant be carried out by a tired soldier. Now. Ive mobilised exactly two hundred soldiers for you, which should be more than enough to deal with the threat that faces Kolima Village. Your a gifted tactician so im pretty confident youll be able to protect my birthplace"
Hulas felt pride at the fact that he was being entrusted with the protection of something dear to the Governor. Hulas jumped a little when the Governor began speaking again. "Commander, you know what this village means to me. If you succeed in this mission I will hold you in even higher regard. Ok off with you. Leave as soon as you have everything prepared" Hulas shook hands with the Governor, feeling the watchful eye of the Governor burning into his neck. He let go of the old mans hand and turned around. He again fixed his breastplate and strode confidently from the room.


Hulas looked around at the soldiers and was pleased to see a few of his friends from previous battles. Once he was satisfied he walked to the forefront of the small army. "Ok. You know the mission. Kolima Village is being harrassed by terrorists and we are being sent to put an end to their reign of terror. This mission is of personal interest to the Governor as it is where he was born. Failure to succeed is failure to protect a personal memory of the Governors. Bear that in mind. Ready! and march!" Hulas followed his soldiers out of the city gates.


"Commander, how long is there to go?"
Hulas looked at the young new private. "The village will be visible in about five minutes I think. Ive sent scouts, ask when they come back" The young man looked unhappy with the response as he wiped the sweat from his forehead. After two minutes, three men sprinted toward Hulas. It was the scouts. "Commander....we...we should think of how to approach this....they have us... more outnumbered than anticipated..."
"Thank you, Toman" said Hulas smiling. Outnumbered. Just the way he liked it. He immediatly halted the men and began giving his orders.