During the brief pause between the statements and the proposals, Ashnar looks at Peladus. "You have been unusually quiet so far." she whispers to him.
As the time of debate comes, Ashnar motions her desire to speak. Assuming that she is recognized, she starts
"I am Ashnar, a wizard, and Knight of Monemvassia. In my short life, I have been apprenticed to a temple without a god, survived a great fire, and battled bandits, goblinoids, gnolls, and sahuagin. I died, and when I was returned, the color of my eyes had changed. I have seen a dragon and escaped from the eruption of a volcano, supposedly caused by Gundar himself. My gender has changed. Things have transpired in my life that I would have called impossible only a few years back, seemingly defying common sense and logic. I have seen enough to know that 'stability' is not lasting if it is not supported. Empires cease, cities fall to strive, buildings fall to ruins, fortifications crumble, magic unravels, hearts grow weary, muscles tire. All mortal things are fallible, but we can help to keep them stable, so Sela helps us. I have seen both treason and loyalty, for good reasons and for bad, from halflings, dwarves, humans, and elves. I have heard of orcs and kobolds doing heroic deeds. Disbelief on account of heritage, prejudice, is not well founded. If you distrust someone, do so on account of unfamiliarity or familiarity with them.
The threat of Vildaxaranthus may not be real, though I believe otherwise. However, on smaller scale, threats like this have surfaced. Monemvassia was threatened by Causticus. A small village southwest of Orussus was long occupied by kobolds under the control of a false dragon called Eskaron, a lycanthrope of a type of beast that shouldn't be native to the region, but was born there anyway from the account I have heard on the travel here. Grand Vizier Xanthar mentioned that fear and panic can paralyze people. He is right, and worse has happened in that village. The villagers dreaded that someone might learn of their plight. They feared that someone might try to rescue them, and subsequently fail. Yet the rescue came, from outside and then inside, even from some of the kobolds. But it needed a catalyst, heroes from outside.
If Vildaxaranthus comes, we will be just like that village. Who would be our heroes from outside then? Travellers from Sairundan or the mountains? Sailors from the sea? They would face worse odds than those who saved the village.
And if the Rise of the Lichwyrm is a 'hoax', there will still be the next Causticus or the next Eskaron to content with. Whether this particular threat is real or not, a united front, and well-trained defenders, can give people a sense of security, and hope. Hope that they will need if the Lichwyrm returns, hope that they need if their freedom is threatened otherwise. I would, however, suggest not to name such a league, if it comes to pass, after a single nation."