"Let's talk about strategy. What do 'you' suggest?" referring to Clyden's wisdom and Durgat's battle I.Q.

They are both quite timid about it as of who is going to insinuate the plan first. With the simple 'uhm' or 'erm', I capture their attention. All eyes and ears on me. Clearing of throats might sound a bit pompous, per se. And I am not a kind of asshole to impose such a distinction, well, to put it that way.

"Durgat, how do you place your play?" I ask, wherein in the matter of seconds after I speak up, Clyden interjects by saying: "... why would this beast take a part in this brainstorming, General? With all due respect, your highness, this orc champion has the ability to communicate with us but I doubt he can understand it well." whereas the entire crowd goes silent, as he spews fiery comments to his counterpart as the ½ of the second in command.

"Is that it?" I break the hefty tension in the air after a long silence.

"Would you utter some more, Leftenant?" mentioning his insolent comment towards Durgat, as I indignantly indicate.

"Uhm,... no, milord. Forgive me, milord. It won't occur yet again." Clyden bows, and as he salutes with his sword on his hand afterwards, where the heat has finally been sufficed.

"Alright then, genius. Would you take control of this huddle? Go ahead. Carry on." I immediately divert my attention to Clyden, as it seems that I've been ticked off by his aggression earlier towards Durgat.

"Erm,..." as he stops to not answer my statement, and he shakes his head - beckoning that he doesn't have an idea to remedy the circumstances.

I speak harshly to Clyden, well, I do apologize about that. I ain't asking for forgiveness for his behavior - how childish that he is putting a place to his prejudices, however. This is not humiliating my men. I am just re-educating them.

"Whatever fits you the most, my liege. And I am not going to lie about it, I can't think of some kind of strategy or some sort." Durgat replies, as he timidly passes the suggestion back as per obligations to me.

“Moreover, my liege. I am great at identifying chances and techniques first handedly, therefore, I am more of a tactical piece in lieu of a strategist. I hope you get my point.” he adds, as he draws back in the sidelines yet again.

I thank Durgat for his input, being his candor to place before the others to know. I am aware of this all along, Durgat is a specimen to be reckoned with. It is just luck and resources that we defeated him in the past. In the dungeon. Also, in the forest. A hard fought fight nonetheless we subjugated the beast. And the beast is one of us now. He is Durgat. Despite all odds, we may have overwhelmed him but it took us a long time to outclass him. He got my respect, though Durgat has never heard it from me verbally.

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"Clyden, I would like to ask for your suggestions. I would appreciate it." as now that I am requesting for his input towards the strategy.

As I mention his name - Clyden, and ask him again: "You better have something in your mind, lieutenant. How can you assess the situation?" for the events happening in the outskirts that we, I believe, are not familiar with. He is giving me nothing but silence when I inquire of his input about this.

He waves his hand in disagreement where he later says: "Uhm,... no. Therefore, I think I should retract to my initial statement. Otherwise, it would be an uncouth remark on my part."

"And that is?..."

"I'm sorry, your majesty. I don't have something else playing on my mind right now. And I'm sorry for the inconvenience earlier."

I feel the heated struggle between Clyden and Durgat in this atmosphere. No one dares to impose their assertion as before my presence, albeit. Alright, to recap the situation at hand. The rebels have managed to seize a stronghold out of our noses. Pertaining to the size of the castle and as I remember the layout of it - it has four towers in each cardinal direction. North, East, West, and South. In each point, the sentry vantage point has an approximately five-storey height. The establishment has a moat engulfed on it and only a bridge to move across in-and-out. Solely one passageway. And it is facing West. The forest to the east has been finished in the process of deforestation, thus, launching an attack on the area is out of the question. And infiltration inside is also not feasible since these buffoons had attained magical devices to skim individuals in a swift fashion. A technology can only be procured in the lands of Inglovia and probably stole the instrument out of our hands. The security is tight. The hiding spot is no longer part of the equation. The only tactics that Durgat wanted to employ is to hurl him over-the-counter. Over the wall. Which we can't easily attain. I applaud him for his audacity of strategy, wrecking bedlam within walls and catching the insurgents unprepared without a second to react.

Surprisingly, his plan may take up way too long and too expensive for extinguishing only just a small circle of rebels; however. I give Durgat a nudge onto his shoulders, saying: “Thanks for the insight, big guy. But the project you wanted to dispatch is too lavish for our pockets - the war treasury.” in his reaction, he bows in contentment whereas the orc champion understands that weighing the values over risks. The resourcefulness over instant merits.

This compromise allowed both men - Durgat the orc champion and Clyden the wonder boy, to feel like they had a say in this meeting and that their contributions were valued. It also helps to improve their communication and collaboration between the two men. As far as I am concerned; the biggest contribution on their part is arguing over each one’s say, however, as both men further develop their one another which ensues being open to one another. Clyden to Durgat, vice-versa. Nevertheless, this meeting will be adjourned since we can’t come up with a cohesion.

“I hate to say this, ladies and gentlemen; ‘Due to the fact that the war convention can’t meet a single idea. This meeting will continue until we come up with a better plan’ The night is rising. Good evening, everyone.” I conclude the strategy meeting.