Alexandros squeezed his brother's shoulder and gave him a smile before he stormed off. They had much to talk, but now was not the time. For a moment, the lad found himself thinking of their sister - she was safe here, in his Alexandrian estate. Alexandros had a duty to her as the oldest, after all.

However his attention was now focused on the newcomer - someone unknown to him personally, though he had heard of his name from somewhere or other...

"As the present governor of Hierosolymna I would welcome any and all troops sent to the town. However the Royal Army is needed up North to repel the immediate Seleukid threat. Damaskos is well defended and cannot be assaulted without great risk to the army and by proxy - to the whole North-Eastern front. It would be wiser to secure our own positions and then gradually push in the undefended Selekid lands. The riches of the East, Babylon especially, will allow us to raise an appropriately sized force to capture Damaskos."