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Message: <blockquote data-quote="ZosKia" data-source="post: 1429406" data-attributes="member: 8574">Scornel ConferanceTruly these are interesting times in what I now know to be the Borderlands. The sensible solution would be to return home but to do so would be to leave my friends to their fate. Besides a letter from father thanking me for the gifts I sent reveals that things remain quiet in Arypt, the Pharaoh is still reluctant to move against the Settians despite the advice of the order. So it seems my presence remains more useful here.The conference at which I was to represent my nation, much to my amazement, was most enlightening. A friend of Leo’s spoke to him magically to say the only way the Borderlands and their allies, the Scornic League could win the forthcoming war was to accept rulership by and help from a man called Tarkane who holds the title Overking. It seems that Margrave Kanor is a regional governor of an independent region and the Overking is the Northern Pharaoh. Leo said his friend spoke the truth and we must convince Kanor of this.When told that he must accept the Overking’s rule or lose the war Kanor seemed reluctant saying that the Overking would strip him of much of his power. It sounded to me as though Kanor was more prepared to sacrifice his people than his title and I told him so. Kanor turned red and glared at me. I felt Leo tug at my sleeve and followed him out into the gardens. ‘You should not say such things’ said Leo. ‘Why?’ I said. ‘Because it is not political’ he responded. I did not know what he meant but took his advice anyway. I walked back into Kanor’s rooms just in time to be sent with Fjorent the Witch and Xiang the Warrior to see the Overking’s representative, a woman called Zalindra. We were to find out what the Overking would offer in return for becoming prt of the Overkingdom.Zalindra was very pleasant to us and offered us some very good wine, I took a small amount but did not notice the others drink. Zalindra said the exact terms of incorporation would be negotiated later but to tell Kanor that the Overking looked well upon those who were supportive of him. We returned to Kanor with this news and he seemed very pleased. I heard him mutter the word Archduke to himself.Just then the bells rang and we were called into the conference hall. I was seated with Kanor and the Southern delegates on one side of a semi-circle. The Northern delegates were opposite us with Zalindra and some others between us. The conference was presided over by the mayor of Scornel who sat opposite Zalindra and the central delegates.The first speaker was a man called Lord Kardus, apparently his lands are the last surviving part of an old empire conquered by the Overking. Kardus (the land is named after him) would be the first land attacked by the Mongali when they invade the Scornic League. He asked for help stopping them in his land but this was turned down; his opponents, Kanor among them, argued that his land being open plains was advantageous territory for the horse barbarians and therefore undefendable. Having been left to his fate Kardus left the chamber but his dignified speech and bravery in the face of certain death had swayed some including the dwarf Raven who vowed to stand with him against the Mongali.The next proposal, by Zalindra, was that the League should become part of the Overkingdom in return for military aid among other things. Kanor spoke in favour of this but many other delegates were not convinced they used the same words Kanor had earlier in the day about the Overking taking over their lands. Xiang spoke out in favour of Tarkane and then I took the opportunity to stand and say that Tarkane offered freedom, all be it possibly very slightly constrained compared to what they had now but the Mongali offered only slavery and death. Several people seemed pleased by my words and Zalindra smiled at me. Kanor was very happy, he applauded, and then standing said ‘The Aryptian speaks the truth’. This surprised me, not because Kanor realised I spoke the truth; I always do, to speak falsehoods requires the tongue of Set, but because this was exactly the same truth that had upset Kanor earlier!I asked Leo about this later and he said it was politics. These 'politics' seem to be endemic among the ruling classes of the north. I know there are people who engage in politics at the Pharaoh’s court but they do not profit from it. In Arypt the eye of Horus sees all, for never again must the kin slayer be allowed to usurp the Father.The League members then voted by a small majority to accept the Overking’s proposal.The third proposal was Margrave Kanor’s. It had originally been to choose a war leader for the League, however when he came to stand Kanor said that in view of the previous proposal this one should be changed to vote on who will represent the League in negotiations with the Overking. Kanor had barely started making his suggestions, which included the Hobgoblin Gyskk when large chunks of ice started falling from the ceiling above us, I managed to avoid them but many of the Southern delegates were not so lucky. Simultaneously a cloud of yellowish gas started forming among the Northern delegates causing them to start choking. Before I could react I felt someone grab me and found myself in a temple. Leo had teleported me along with Xiang, Kanor and himself to the temple of Carthia.We had hardly arrived when Xiang pointed to the hall where the conference had been, flying above the dome were five figures. Xiang shouted to Leo for some flying magic and shot off in pursuit. I also asked but Leo only had one copy of the spell so I collected together the panicking priestesses of Carthia and drawing my scimitar stood guard over them in case our enemies should penetrate the temple.Shortly the rest of the group arrived at the temple. Raven had re-entered the ice and gas filled hall to rescue a delegate, what a brave man he is. Xiang returned and said that the figures that he recognised as Mongali had teleported away as he approached. It was clear that with many delegates dead the conference had to be abandoned and we accompanied Kanor as he met with the survivors to find out what had happened.Ramu</blockquote>

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