Disquiet on the Laurian Front

It was a relatively quiet night at Kragos harbour, the war with the Tholish had reduced trade traffic to the city, but then the rebellion had set the already lesser flow of ships to a trickle. Even still, when three merchantmen had sailed smoothly into the harbour that afternoon there was little interest. Granted the ships were of a foreign design not usually seen, but that drew little more than a shrug from the few people who saw them entering the harbour. The ships were all quickly docked at a quiet end of the harbour near some storehouses which had been empty for some time. As soon as each ship docked it was swarmed with activity. Men and machines moved as if the demons of hell were at their heels, transferring cargo into the now suspiciously heavily guarded warehouses. If any civilians had been there to notice, especially after the third ship docked, they might have seen that of all the foreigners to get off the ships, only a very small fraction were women, that every single one was young, and that while they were all in civilian clothes, they all carried an identical rucksack.

What many in the city didn't know was that in the now unloaded boxes was the first shipment of Narundan military equipment destined for the Laurian rebel army, and that the people on those ships were all soldiers, sent to teach tactics, medicine, discipline, and leadership. In those three ships was the core of an army, and more ships were slowly making their way to Kragos.

Only time would tell if the efforts of these foreigners would be successful.