In the span of a few hours, the servants who accompanied the Second Army from the ancient fortress in the Vale of Mists had transformed the great hall entirely.
On the far wall, behind the gilded throne that bore the Hanrahan coat of arms, old banners had been pulled down and new ones hung in their place. As dozens of invited guests shuffled into the hall, many of them stopped to stare, pointing at the strange configuration of banners on the wall.
For the Hanrahan banner to still occupy the central, most prominent spot in the hall would have been surprising following the town's conquest by demons, were it not for the announcement they had all received that they had fallen, not just to demons, but to an alleged child of Baron Brighton Hanrahan. Now, the banner displaying the woodsman's axe opposite the farmer's scythe offered a kind of comfort and normalcy in the midst of so much turbulent change.
