The soldier's of Stromgarde Keep have been called together for yet another of High Exarch Turalyon's riveting speeches about which guards fell asleep during the last nights shift, or how the Alliance hires soldiers, not lazy swine who eat all of their stores of grain.

Very exciting.

As per usual, you find yourself standing at the back of the crowd of soldiers who have been given the great honor of being forced to attend the commander's pep talk.

Not like they could have brought out chairs or anything.