"Thousands? No wonder Irivar is calling for aid." But that didn't make any sense to Roland. Even if some wild noble without anything to do desired power, to begin amassing such a force meant he was planning something more serious, right? He acknowledges the Elf with a nod, and continues the line of questioning amidst the blur of people and voices around them. He had asked a pickpocket earlier in the day the same thing, but it helps to corroborate information when he can.

"Hm. You don't seem too concerned about it. Is it because good 'ol King Varfrin's got everything under control?"