Yuan Shu's camp.
Kuǎi Fàng was a man of proud distinction. An aged veteran, he'd seen the Liang, Jing, and Jiaozhi Rebellions... the Yellow Scarves Rebellion and so far back as the Partisan Prohibitions... but none of this compared to the travesty that befell the Empire when Dong Zhuo assumed control of the state. The man's features were weathered, his hair thinning, but he was still a stout warrior for his age, one well-accustomed to war and travel. The older gentleman was going through some scrolls- records of the army's supply dispatches.
"...Something seems... off." He said softly to himself, checking another scroll and narrowing his eyes at the characters.
His eldest son Fēng lazily reclined on a set of pillows and blankets as the aged Fàng sifted through a pile of army documents. Fēng was certainly his father's son- full bearded and resembling the elder Kuǎi, he was not unaccustomed to both war and folly. Despite everything, he could be relied upon in a pinch. Of his sons, he was the most reliable. Jìn was upright, but still green, and this would be Tiān's first taste of war.
The old warrior on the other hand... he'd seen too much of battle. Yuan Shu might not have been the most noble warlord to serve but Fàng was a pragmatist at heart. The General of the Tiger Guards was among those most powerful in the Empire, and he and his sons would be well-served with him as their benefactor. Well, his sons except for Guàng.
"What is it?" Fēng asked his father, his interest turning back to the general's work as the elder replied, "The numbers seem off... Maybe I'm wrong."
Kuǎi Fàng got up with the scroll and handed it to his eldest son. Fēng took it, his attention suddenly aroused as he stood up straight and looked over the dispatches... Blinking as he furrowed his brow and read over the orders relayed to them by their lord Yuan Shao, he took a long time scrutinizing the numbers before he eventually returned the scroll, "No. You're right, father. It's definitely not enough."
The elder nodded, closing the missive and sighing. "I'll be back. I'm off to see our lord."
Fēng stood and brought his hands together in a bow as the general departed his tent and made his way towards Yuan Shu's headquarters... "Tell the General of the Tiger Guards that his humble servant Kuǎi Fàng has come to see him." He said to the guards outside the tent.
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Sons: Fēng (封), Jìn (禁), Guàng (逛), Tiān (添)