As Cænred sped off to find Lassen, Pyrelig scanned the horizon. It was too dark to see anything, but he liked to feel like the act somehow gave him command of the situation. Maybe one day the gods would bless him with the ability to see long distances in the night, but until then this would have to do. He'd planned for this eventuality for a long time. Dreamt about it, in fact. It was his moment to shine now. To show the King the benefits of re-manning the burghs and keeping a standing army. It was all well and good declaring your kingdom at peace, but to assume the world was going to follow suit? That was suicidal!