@Tamu The monks preformed what Anderson asked without question with men going into the forest with heavy woodcutting tools and others preparing carts for their various relics. The delegation would be moving on foot but they had chosen the fastest runners out of the thousand monks present so they should make it in good time. With nothing else do at the moment besides helping with the cutting down of the iron wood the Missionary would follow the teams going out into the forest. On the outside Iron Wood trees looked like any other tree but when you tried to cut into it you would find most axes only got through the bark and wouldn’t budge any further. A saw made from a metal stronger than the wood would have to be used. Or an exceedingly strong man with an axe of remarkable quality. Technically the Monastery had both of those things, the brother from before carrying a particularly large axe along with more typically build monks carrying assorted tools. Alexander was faced with two possible forms of labor, the obviously more difficult one would be helping the particularly large and muscular brother cut down a few trees through feat of strength alone. The less labor intensive but more complicated option would be assisting the more normally built monks cut down the trees through careful sawing. Either way the trees would be cut down and brought back to the monastery to be processed and turned into barricades. Alexander would find himself overseeing the minor construction project that was getting up various additions to the already existing defenses of the Chapel. It would be several hours until word from either group came through. Through the use of smoke signals and a spotter on the highest steeple of the Chapel they could see that the Relic team was making good time in its journey. The team sent out to speak with the forces of the Mandate hadn’t signaled yet but one could assume they are just trying to get as far as they could before the day ends. The sun was indeed making its descent towards the west. Darkness will set in soon. @Donairian The noble listened to the brigiand’s words intently. “I see, have you done this sort of thing before?” He asked but instead of waiting for an answer he just nodded. “Never mind, it is a good plan I feel.” The lead monk nodded in agreement. “It will take some time to prepare the men and fire starting implements but I think that will work well for us.” He looked up towards the sun. “Attacking as the sun sets would make the attack more sudden. Leaving the people there even more unprepared, right?” The noble spoke though he was unsure of himself. His guards offered no opinions on the matter, the monks mostly spoke amongst themselves. Regardless of this it would seem the plan was a go as the head monk uttered something in a dialect Anderson wasn’t familiar with and the monks dispersed to start collecting materials for the torches. Nam’s guards did nothing but would follow Nam’s orders when the time came. Said time would come later as the group formed up, their horses having been given a break and their packs filled with torches to be used on the town. The plan was to go as Fergerad had described, a few monks going out to scout the town out first. Dressed in more normal looking attire as to not draw attention to themselves. They would return later with a roughly drawn map of the town. It was built in segments, living quarters in one area and workstations in another with very large towering stockpiles of wood placed every so often. Some having recently cut down longs sitting there for drying, others having properly dried wood which was ready for processing, and the final stockpile which held processed wood. The final stockpile had a roof over it to as to protect it from the elements. Needless to say this place was ripe for a fire to start, all they needed to do was start one in the right place and the whole settlement will go up in flames. @BloodySoulStealer The Ringleader frowned at the statement Inu made and moved away from both him and his companion. The new proximity seemed to bother Inu’s companion less and the Ringleader took notice of this. “Very well, despite your hostility I still feel you will be an excellent addition to this circus. You may go find somewhere to lay down your things and to sleep when the time comes. Once you do then return to me and I will discuss a few things relating to your new position here.” The strange cyborg went up to his rope web and pulled a rope that caused an opening to be made in the tent. This was rather obviously a sign for Inu to exit the tent with his companion. Once outside they would now have the task of finding a place for them to live in the large amount of smaller tents and hastily made structures that all existed around the much larger circus tent. There was a large amount of wood available if he felt like building a shack but there was also the option of just going to the forest to sleep. Granted they will have to be careful about timing that as the Ringleader likely kept a very specific schedule and being late was probably not good. @Vulpas The throwing of a rock with her Psychic powers would work again, the rock colliding with the side of a greenskin built structure and causing a few orks to look at it. “Oi Bozz, do we’z got a wierdboy?” One of them asked and said boss turned his head somewhat, and then the rest of his body when he realized he was too big to see and had to turn. “Wot ya mean? We’z dont got ona doze.” The orks all then turned to see what the boss was looking at. This gave cover for the hunters to approach the town unnoticed by the distracted orks. They congregated near the Jester as they prepared themselves for the attack they have committed themselves to. Getting weapons ready and offering battle prayers before they would leap out from their cover and attack the distracted greenskins.