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Thanatos waits ten seconds to make sure that the ratboy is done speaking before he goes on to say "Ah I see that you have encountered each other, is everything set? By everything I of course mean, is everyone going to the meeting, do you Eira know what words you will use to stir the hearts of our soldiers and have them believe that they will be regarded as heroes. Im mean, I for one would prefer it if our solders are willing to die, because, you know if they run from battle at the first threat of eviseration, than the battle will be lost. And im good my friend from the rodent family, how are you on this most delightful mourning?"

((any ponderings or other things I might respond to?))

Sursqueek notes the spelling of "mourning" in Thanatos's voice.
"Well if that's the case why don't you come with us as we thought it might be a good idea to cover some of the ideas we had for battle over breakfast, particularly some of the more loud details, and also perhaps create private attack forces trained for specialized combat, from what i have read a vast majority of the more successful armies have them, like the ancient Ambergerians and their legendary Broth Brigidiers. It was said that they could fling boiling soup up to a mile and the taste was soooo great that the opposing army simply fell to their knees shouting in sad tones of their unworthieness.
Of course I have found that history often exaggerates such accounts, usually resulting in the death and or maiming of the generals or leaders that attempt to repeat past events in the same glorious manner...sad really that history will only repeat itself when it feels like it, and usually at the worst times, like when I would always walk into my cellar and trip on the third step down, but never would I learn to watch where I would walk...So how about that breakfast ?"

Thanatos walks to the back of the line and waits for his turn to come. When his turn to sample the delightful dishes comes he selects a few of the most appetizing courses and walks out of the mess tent, searching for a place to sit and discuss the army and there command.

A few papers are piled infront of you by various individuals who flee shortly aftr. They detail current reports of enemy movements and current rations/supplies/troops and how disgusting/well stocked/odd looking they are.

Sursqueek clears his throat and begins to speak.
"Ahh, well it seems we have two options when it comes to this paperwork, we could set out to do it immediately, or we could meet again later and talk about it some more, of course even if we do complete it, the mail system is sooo unreliable lately...but I shall take a look at it anyhow and decide what to do with it then, but for now we should decide what to do for this introduction today. Eira and I were discussing some options including dividing the troops into two or three units based on skill, Eira commanding the main Unit, for open battles, and larger skirmishes, you would command the medic and moral support Unit for black-ops, espionage and information control, and my Unit will work with various...specialized armaments for which to arm our troops with in addition to their normal equipment, the best option in my opinion is to engage them in a series of aptitude tests to determine where they would best be placed, perhaps starting with a basic written and physical exam and then moving on from there to sort them into groups, however this is risky as your Unit, Thanatos, would have special access only information that could cause problems if it was released to the general soldiers, because as it is said by my great uncle's brother's cousin's, father's sister's daughter's half-brother's uncle used to say, 'vocal organs not properly tuned can ruin the buoyancy of a floating vessel,' though it is sometimes said *cough* 'loose lips sink floating vessels'...But what are your thoughts on this?"
As he finishes he motions to Eira and Thanatos for a response.

((If we implement said tests, in metagame the result would, at the dm's permission of course, be in the number of soldiers of balanced ability scores, "tank" ability scores, "stealthy" ability scores, and "nerdy" ability scores, or whatever other classifications that would be easy for the dm to sort into, and useful to our cause))

Sursqueek nods and looks at Eira awaiting a response from her as well.