[After that, there is little reason to visit the prisoners, except for Kratos's periodic checks with Ka-Fai to make sure they're still being treated properly and still have sufficient resources to meet their needs. The first thing on Kratos's mind is getting reports back to the main camp and establishing communication lines. After that, supplies and rationing.
[Adrasteia he had take care of his shield and armour, but Flamberge he cares for himself; and the Swallow he does the same. Though it does turn out that he needs Adrasteia's help with it, regardless -- he makes sure his apprentice doesn't handle it more than necessary. Or try to lift it, primarily to avoid her injuring herself.
[His fellow commander, Lirea Laetoria, has authority in the camp, as Kratos had held authority on the battlefield. Her regiment is one quarter mages, one quarter engineers; they build up the barricade to a proper wall, and dig into their position, with astounding speed. Within a week they're properly bolstered, with supply lines organised.
[Kratos has served with her before, and she's willing to leave the guardianship of the prisoners to him, content in the knowledge that her regiment will receive equal credit in his reports. It makes things less awkward that way -- or more, depending on perspective.
[Nevertheless, though their tents are cordoned by troop placings, their people mingle freely, and the only area of more interest than the Sylvaranti tents are Kratos's knights' training grounds. Lirea's people had heard more than enough about the Swallow's grudge against Commander Aurion, and seen him in action more than most aside from Kratos's own people; these days there's a nearly constant group of casually loitering soldiers seeking to catch a glimpse, either of Ka-Fai himself or Kratos cleaning that already legendary blade.
[This is something of an issue, especially when groups of the Sylvaranti soldiers are escorted out and around for some exercise of their own. No scuffles ensue, fortunately, owing to Kratos having the foresight to put the knights in charge of the prisoners, as the most disciplined of his people; but those moments are still very tense. In a strange way, they're both more and less so when it's Ka-Fai out for guarded walks, and Kratos meeting him.
[Kratos, when he catches the Tethe'allans staring, gives them an unblinkingly impassive stare; but he can't stop the whispers and the stories, growing bolder and frankly more fantastical.]
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[Adrasteia he had take care of his shield and armour, but Flamberge he cares for himself; and the Swallow he does the same. Though it does turn out that he needs Adrasteia's help with it, regardless -- he makes sure his apprentice doesn't handle it more than necessary. Or try to lift it, primarily to avoid her injuring herself.
[His fellow commander, Lirea Laetoria, has authority in the camp, as Kratos had held authority on the battlefield. Her regiment is one quarter mages, one quarter engineers; they build up the barricade to a proper wall, and dig into their position, with astounding speed. Within a week they're properly bolstered, with supply lines organised.
[Kratos has served with her before, and she's willing to leave the guardianship of the prisoners to him, content in the knowledge that her regiment will receive equal credit in his reports. It makes things less awkward that way -- or more, depending on perspective.
[Nevertheless, though their tents are cordoned by troop placings, their people mingle freely, and the only area of more interest than the Sylvaranti tents are Kratos's knights' training grounds. Lirea's people had heard more than enough about the Swallow's grudge against Commander Aurion, and seen him in action more than most aside from Kratos's own people; these days there's a nearly constant group of casually loitering soldiers seeking to catch a glimpse, either of Ka-Fai himself or Kratos cleaning that already legendary blade.
[This is something of an issue, especially when groups of the Sylvaranti soldiers are escorted out and around for some exercise of their own. No scuffles ensue, fortunately, owing to Kratos having the foresight to put the knights in charge of the prisoners, as the most disciplined of his people; but those moments are still very tense. In a strange way, they're both more and less so when it's Ka-Fai out for guarded walks, and Kratos meeting him.
[Kratos, when he catches the Tethe'allans staring, gives them an unblinkingly impassive stare; but he can't stop the whispers and the stories, growing bolder and frankly more fantastical.]