Trent rode at the head of the column the stretched out in either direction beside him as they made their way to Stormstead, with news arriving with Revnan that no forces could be raised from Spiritauser, and that the Prince marched for Stormstead Trent had set out with his men. To his right Jefred held a banner that the men had made during there stay at the camp, it was plain, but the shape of a wolf depicted in black ink, the men had taken to calling themselves the Hunters of the North. When someone brought up tales of the worgs that have long hounded the lands in the North the name stuck, and some of the more artistic among the men had taken to making that banner to represent them.
After a few minutes the walls of Stormstead came into view, and Trent lifted his hand to order the column to stop, the sounds metal scraping on metal, and weapons tapping armor sounds for a bit as the men stop and form into their ranks. Jefred stalked forward a few feet infront of the men, and planted the flag into the ground for those in Stormstead to see, and Trent begin giving out orders to those men he could spare, and some men broke into action around the regiment as they begin unpacking a few ladden pack animals that bared the starting of a camp.
Move into sight (but out of range) of Stormstead and make camp to make my presence known.
Keep messengers from delivering letters outside of Stormstead unless they are letter I approve, and ensure that no supplies make it in or out of Stormstead.