The quartermaster was yelling obscenely at a subordinate, before turning.
"I need a horse and caravan."
"Don't be stupid woman! We're evac..." He finally spotted Minerva's pips and ground to a halt.
"I realise that this is probably the most awkward time to make demands, but I am travelling east across the plain and I need a caravan and a horse. Also provisions for two."
"I am under orders from the Matriarch. Don't make me invoke..." The quartermaster had turned away.
"You!" He screamed. "Caravan and a horse!" He grabbed another. "Provisions for two, now! Move it!"