Outside was loud. He knew that for certain.
Abaddon tried to ignore the urge to run to the front door and join in the festivities and instead focused on present matters.
"The fortresses outside are the bases for your armies. Spatial magic has been applied inside, so they can easily accommodate your numbers, and everyone should be quite comfortable.
We'll be stationing the islands around the state. Each of you will need to go and set up some smaller bases so that we can have defensive procedures in place in the event of an enemy incursion.
Please instruct your men about the use of off-duty facilities on the ground. We cannot bring the people of home here just yet, so Straga has employed golems to fill in the roles voided by them.
Now, as for how we'll march, Zheng and his units will break out at first light to scout. Once they get back to us with a bit more information on our surroundings, we'll start thinking about which direction to move in."
