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all the fetchers and carriers.’
    Dow leaned forwards like a grandfather teaching a child about fish. ‘Jalenhorm to the west. Brave but sluggish and apt to blunder. Mitterick in the centre. Sharpest of the three by all accounts, but reckless. Loves his horses, I hear. Meed to the east. Not a soldier, and he hates Northmen like a pig hates butchers. Could make him short-sighted. Then Kroy’s got some Northmen of his own, spread out scouting mostly, but a fair few fighters too, and some good ones among ’em.’
    ‘The Dogman’s men,’ said Calder.
    ‘Fucking traitor that he is,’ hissed Tenways, making ready to spit.
    ‘Traitor?’ Dow jerked forwards in Skarling’s Chair, knuckles white on its arms. ‘You dumb old rashy
fuck
! He’s the one man in the North who’s always stuck to the same side!’ Tenways looked up, slowly swallowed whatever scum he’d been about to spit and leaned back into the shadows. Dow slid down limp again. ‘Shame it’s the wrong side, is all.’
    ‘Well, we’re going to have to move soon,’ said Golden. ‘Meed may be no soldier, but he’s put Ollensand under siege. Town’s got good walls but I ain’t sure how long they can—’
    ‘Meed broke off the siege yesterday morning,’ said Dow. ‘He’s heading back north and most o’ the Dogman’s lot are with him.’
    ‘Yesterday?’ Golden frowned. ‘How d’you know—’
    ‘I’ve got my ways.’
    ‘I didn’t hear anything.’
    ‘That’s why I give the orders and you listen to ’em.’ Ironhead smiled to see his rival cut down a peg. ‘Meed’s turned back north, and in quite the hurry. My guess is he’ll be joining up with Mitterick.’
    ‘Why?’ asked Calder. ‘Slow and steady all these months, then they just decide to take a rush?’
    ‘Maybe they got tired o’ cautious. Or maybe someone who has the say-so did. Either way, they’re coming.’
    ‘Might give us a chance to catch ’em off guard.’ Ironhead’s eyes were sparkling like a starving man just saw the roast brought in.
    ‘If they’re set on looking for a fight,’ said Dow, ‘I’d hate not to give ’em one. We got someone down at the Heroes?’
    ‘Curnden Craw’s there with his dozen,’ said Splitfoot.
    ‘Safe hands,’ muttered Calder. He almost wished he was down at the Heroes with Curnden Craw, rather than here with these bastards. No power, maybe, but a lot more laughs.
    ‘Had word from him an hour or two back, as it goes,’ said Ironhead. ‘He ran into some o’ the Dogman’s scouts up there and seen ’em off.’
    Dow looked down at the ground for a moment, rubbing at his lips with one fingertip. ‘Shivers?’
    ‘Chief?’ Whispered so soft it was hardly more than a breath.
    ‘Ride down to the Heroes and tell Craw I want that hill held on to. Just might be one or other o’ these Union bastards try to come through that way. Cross the river at Osrung, maybe.’
    ‘Good ground for a fight,’ said Tenways.
    Shivers paused a moment. Long enough for Calder to see he wasn’t happy playing messenger boy. Calder gave him the barest look, just a reminder of what was said in the hallway at Carleon. Just to give whatever seeds were planted a little water.
    ‘Right y’are, Chief.’ And Shivers slid out through the doorway.
    Golden gave a shiver of his own. ‘That one gives me the worries.’
    Dow only grinned the wider. ‘That’s the point of him. Ironhead?’
    ‘Chief.’
    ‘You’re leading off down the Yaws Road. Point o’ the spear.’
    ‘We’ll be in Yaws evening tomorrow.’
    ‘Make it sooner.’ That got a deeper frown from Ironhead and a matching grin from Golden. It was as if the two sat on a pair of scales. You couldn’t nudge one down without hoisting the other up. ‘Golden, you take the Brottun Road and join up with Reachey. Get him on the way soon as his weapontake’s done, that old boy sometimes needs the spur.’
    ‘Aye, Chief.’
    ‘Tenways, bring your foragers in and get your lot ready to move,