And the Amblers have been hostile to the Burrijji Islands lately.” “Yes, he has a land of his own right, it is not in our kingdom, this is a simple alliance of nations, the enemy of my enemy is my friend. The members of the table sat, most glanced toward the island king as they did so. It will provide a strategic position for us to force the Amblers to fight on two or even three fronts… Please, let’s all sit”. King Jin has offered his islands as a naval base, his knowledge of Amblers and soldiers.
Greygon continue, “I know you are aware, we have a new ally: a new partner in this war. The brothers had showed their guest a respect the officials did not think he deserved, and they did it with a loud subtlety. He noticed too that it was King Jin at the other head of the table, still standing like everyone else. “Gentlemen… it is good to see you are all in good health.” He said, choosing to ignore the message they had sent with the lack of a seat. He emerged moments later with a chair he kept there and placed it at the empty end. He then silently, and without looking to the already present individuals, walked past them and into his quarters. Greygon walked with the other two and extended an arm gesturing toward the seats without looking at his compatriots. The other head of the table was empty, but no chair was placed there. Seats meant for Greygon and Sarq respectively. There were two empty seats, one at the head and one to the right of that. Those sitting stood as the Royalty entered the room. On the map, were figurines and pebbles that represented different armies and platoons of either side of the warring factions. The table had a large chiseled map resting on it. When they finally made it into the Great House and the throne room within, there were three generals and an advisor waiting at a table. The man was more savage and cruel than Greygon, but he had found that, after a few months of conversation with him, the stories were at least slightly exaggerated. Hundreds of years of stories of King Jin’s cruelty to his people had made them weary. They at least tried to hide it and they did show respect as they had been instructed by those who had gone ahead. He noticed fast, uneasy glances toward the man with the gems welded onto his head.
They would need places to stay and work to do. He made quick, polite talk with the city dwellers and introduced a few to some of the those that had joined them along the way. Now, he wanted King Jin to see he was no king like his father his people loved him and awaited his return. Greygon normally did not seek to bask in praise from his people, he would have just sent one ahead to let officials and generals know of his approach so they could be ready to talk when he arrived. Messengers had gone ahead to let everyone in the city know of the King’s return. The group was welcomed by a large crowd of about 300. And another day before they walked through its gates. It was nearly six weeks before the City came into view. They never passed the gem foragers, they had probably taken a different route or beaten them there all together. They travelled by foot most of the way, sometimes by cart when the terrain wasn’t rough. They made landfall in Biotia where their numbers grew as people wanted to join the kings on their way to the Royal City. The homeward bound caravan of golems made safe passage through the sea by going west of Jewel Island.
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