The Uniform makes the man
The quartermaster is also a spymaster
“Here we are, sir.” The driver said as they pulled up to the massive stone and timber building that sat squarely in the center of the local militia outpost.
Feels like home, Balgair thought as he climbed down from the landau and looked around. From what he could tell, everything looked to be in shape. From the outside, the stables appeared to be well…