“And so it goes forth… Let’s see, how it’ll affect this universe, how many worlds will prosper under its influence, how many will succumb to ruin through self-destruction, and how many will be able to find their way back home”
“This could mean trouble,” A gruff voice broke the sombre silence, the owner of the voice looked around at the five other people seated around the only piece of furniture in the empty room, a metal framed table.
“Damn right it does Gerrith, and this shit has been right under our nose the whole time,” grunted the middle aged man across from him, an imposing figure with long, grey streaked, black hair tied in a pony tail, a red sash draped from his left shoulder, over a leather chest piece, to his hip where his ceremonial sword was sheathed.
“How are we supposed to retaliate without causing another war?” Barked a burly man dressed in a sleeveless shirt beneath a brown robe.
“We can’t, not until we have proof to bring before the World Council, that these aren’t mere raider attacks,” replied the red garbed man
“Ba’ard’s right, Dathryn, we must be patient, we run the risk of losing too much,” the gruff voice of Gerrith spoke again, it belonged to a bald man sporting a large grey mustache with a baggy poncho hiding his large physique.
“What can we do in the meantime? The Houses and military have the full support of the government,” a man dressed in a fine suit announced, although found lacking amongst the powerful auras in the room, he still managed to command a certain respect.
“Thank you, Mister President, we won’t betray the trust you’ve shown in us,” replied the General, a stern man in military uniform.
A hand slammed down hard on the steel framed table as Dathryn’s voice rang out.
“Enough with the ass-kissing, Peters, lets get down to business, what are we actually going to do?”
“Well, the first thing we need to do is shore up our defences, make sure no one can get within out borders without our knowledge,” Gerrith turned to the blonde woman on his right, who had been silent up until now.
“Halwyn, will the house of wind be able to supplement the air force with some practitioners for aerial reconnaissance?”
“Of course, though not that many of the younger generation have developed the ability to fly yet, I’m sure the seniors will be enough to pick up the slack,” replied the blonde haired woman in a calm, measured tone.
“Good, I’ll have people stationed to help the navy watch our waters, with early warnings from both air and sea, the military should have ample time to respond to the situation, General Peters?”
“Yes, we shall also create emergency teams, who will always be on standby specifically for any raider attack,” General Peters replied.
“We mustn’t forget the border, we can’t weaken its defence just to create these new teams, there might not be any country coming through the forest, but any northern town will be vulnerable to beast attack if we leave an opening,” interrupted Dathryn in a tone of warning.
“Not to worry, even without the houses personal warriors, the military should have enough personnel to man all divisions.” With a nod Gerrith turned and focused on Ba’ard.
“And how is your spy network Ba’ard, is it still as expansive as it used to be?”
“Larger and more efficient,” Ba’ard answered simply, to a few small smiles around the table.
“We need your foreign operatives to gather more intel on which countries could possibly be behind this, otherwise we’re flying in the dark,” Dathryn grumbled.
“Other than that,” Gerrith stated. “All we can do is make sure the younger generation is prepared for what is to come.”
“Well Actually on that subject, there’s an experiment I’m trying with a few youngsters in my region, and I would like to request any simple, primary combat missions within a two hundred kilometre radius of Selhenna are given to the House of Fire to distribute,” Ba’ard requested.
“That sounds fine, though could I ask what it’s for my old friend?” Gerrith asked, curiosity glinting in his eyes.
“I’m going to attempt to put together a team of very unorthodox, but extremely promising individuals.”
“We all obviously know about your sons ability to wield two elements, are you saying you have more dual wielders?” Dathryn asked taken slightly aback.
“No, but other than a few rare, I also have two legendary element wielders,” Ba’ard replied calmly with a small smile, knowing exactly what kind of storm he had just released. Gerrith looked at him knowingly while the rest were dumbfounded.
“How’s that possible, No one’s heard of someone manipulating a legendary element since the war, and even then, according to my father it was mostly just rumour, and now you’re saying you have two of them?”
“That’s exactly what I’m saying.” he replied rather smugly.
“That’s ridiculous, even unique elements are more myth than fact, are you sure their elements are truly one of the legendary ones?”
“Here, take a look for yourself if you don’t believe me, I don’t have time to go in to detail right now, I have to get back to the lodge,” said Ba’ard tossing a small pile of dossiers on the table.
“Burn them when you’re done, for the eyes at this table only.”
The other five briefly skimmed over the dossiers, eyes going wide at a few places, but quickly put them away to be read later before destroying them to keep the information inside safe.
“I should also get back and begin co-ordinating the aerial reconnaissance.” Halwyn said.
“I agree, unless there’s anything new happening we should know about, I think it’s time I also leave,” Dathryn announced.
“Nothing really new my side, except of course the youngsters getting over excited by the fact theres proof we’re not alone,” Gerrith answered.
“Ay, I don’t understand, it’s too far away to ever affect them, no matter how long they live,” Ba’ard grumbled.
“Well I think we should end it there, if anything is needed from the government you can get a hold of me directly, thank you for your time gentlemen, I know you are all busy people,” Concluded the President, bringing the meeting to a close.
With that, the six members quietly stood up and began to leave the room, the door swung closed as the last words of Gerrith emanated down the hallway, “We must now place our faith in the younger generation.”