"I think you're being very restrained," Isabell said, reaching out to set a hand gently on Master Tiernan's forearm. She shook her head slightly at the muscular ironmonger before turning her full attention back to Ashlynn. "At least, so far. But how long will your restraint last now that your army has tasted blood? You said they're hungry for vengeance of their own. Will they really be content to raid livestock and caravans?"
"Of course they won't," Ashlynn said, accepting Isabell's point without attempting to counter it. "Though it isn't as bad as you might think, at least for now. Commander Tausau's Third Army draws heavily from irregular warriors recruited from across the mountains. While they all have their own reasons for joining the fight, the woodsmen and hunters who are native to the Vale of Mists and the Outlying Villages are in the minority among his soldiers."
