((Okay, here goes.))
The sounds of moaning camels and the life of a market streamed in through the now open tent entrance. The large man who sat in a sturdy chair in the center of the tent put voice to his irritation, "Who dares defy the quiet of General Bamshala?" The four dark soldiers who surrounded General Bamshala drew their scmitars, but the man who had entered gave the sign of peace and prostrated himself before Bamshala, "I am a messenger who brings you important, uh, good news, my lord."
Bamshala waved his guards to put away their scmitars and told the messenger to sit up, "Now, what is it you've come to tell me."
The messenger contemplated his words before continuing, "My lord, the ever nuissance Atlas has moved his army Westward, and..."
General Bamshala raised his hand and cut the messenger off, "Cease, I need to hear no more. You shall tell no others of this, as I presume I am the first you have told?"
The messenger nodded his head.
"Then, do not tell anyone else. This, I shall do for the Glory of the Saresh, and they will see my true value! No longer shall I be the laughing stock of the Great Saresh Army! I will attack Amoria and make it a part of our lands!"
((Just so you all know, I won't be on all of next week. So, I don't know, someone could control my char, or Zhash could just wait a week. I don't want to put anymore people on your burden, Drama. If anyone else wants to, feel free to control Zhash during this coming week.))