Friendly visit

Hattori made a thoughtful noise in his throat, considering the stranger's words with all the haste of a koi fish meandering downstream. Though talk was cheap and Hattori was by his nature a distrustful man, he saw no reason to presume the worst. Bands came and went, but it was still worthwhile to make an effort to understand the political climate of both Boreas and Auster, so again as far as Hattori was concerned this meeting was entirely reasonable. Alaric's phrasing did catch the old man's interest though, enough that he arched a pale brow.

"Judilian Army." He repeated, as if testing the name out on his tongue. No accusation or questioning of the general's value or prowess, he did not know the man, but he had to be of some merit to earn such a title, no? "Who are you fighting?"