After rallying many towns and villages under the Princes banner, they now seek out a suitable lesser known fortress
[at the princes campsite, apart from where the main bulk of his army resides]
Prince Aegon: we need a place to call a base of operations, I won't have us be a band of wandering vagabonds.
Faramir: it should be a lesser known location, for we have fewer than two thousand men to oppose the enemy, and of those half can barely lift a sword or string a bow, let alone ride a horse.
Prince: training will take time! Something that we do not have if we are to help The Capital! All we need is a place for people loyal to Linirea to rally. We must make a plan of action a carry it out with all haste!
Faramir: Face the facts my prince! The Capital WILL fall! There is Nothing we can do against such a great host of well trained men at arms! Take a second to think! We can plunge headfirst into matrydom, or we could make a differnce and strike from the shadows!
Prince: ..................
Faramir: I...I apologize my Prince... I should not have yelled so... but you must understand, you are not the only one with something to lose. My entire bloodline will be wiped out for its loyalty to the king, and many others as well. The best way we can help them now is to preserve ourselves so that one day we might avenge them.
Prince: (tears flow freely as a look of resignation overcomes his young face) you... you are right, so where will will reside, it must be a very secretive place, for the army of Hornburgh will surely atempt to wipe out all those loyal to the rightful rulers of Linirea.
Faramir: . I know of only one such place... Holmgard, the last stronghold of the Knights of the Vow.
Prince: Madness! After my father nearly eradicated their order entirely, why would they welcome us.
Faramir: Because they are loyal to Linirea.
Prince: And how do you know this!
Faramir: Because I am one of them
(Faramir removes his cloak to reveal the crest of the Knights: The White Tree. Aegon stifles a gasp)
[approaching Holmgard with a handful of trusted men]
Prince: And you're positive they won't riddle me with arrows on sight?
(before Faramir opens his mouth to speak, a voice rings out in reply
Stranger: quite positive, considering you and your retinue still draw breath.
(realizing the meaning of the statement, Aegon and his guards made a move to draw weapons and turn, only to find themselves surrounded by men with weapons bared and arrows nocked. one of them steps forward with his hands raised as a gesture of peace.)
Stranger: peace. At ease men, we mean you no harm.