Zargon collected his energies for his checkup with Ghresus.

Recruitment was going quite well; Artholath was resting and more Blood Knights and demons of lesser stature were joining. But it wasn't enough. he would need the leader of the Southern Kingdom and his horde... that would take some convincing indeed.

Appearing behind Ghresus as he always did, Zargon watched as Ghresus looked into several blood bowls (think of a demonic computer station), frowning at some and showing other emotions for others. "[color=yellow]Oh...[/color]" Turning, he let out another "[color=yellow]Oh![/color]" in surprise. "[color=yellow]Damn it but you know I hate that...[/color]"

Zargon looked on at him with a grim face. "[color=darkred]News?[/color]"

Ghresus smoothed out his bloody robes. "[color=yellow]Ah yes... well, two things in particular. A warning from the Hidden that Jeltheor will catch wind of the attack and probably not be happy, and yes, I know, he disobeyed orders, but Jeltheor's a hothead. Second thing, you know that Ahsan fellow? Craxis heard him nosing around about you.[/color]"

"[color=darkred]Ahsan? Why does he care? He made it clear he didn't want to join.[/color]"

"[color=yellow]Craxis suspects that he's trying  to gather intel. Possibly for some of the other demon lor- high level demons that want in on this.[/color]" He narrowly avoided using the term 'demon lord' that Zargon hated.

"[color=darkred]I see... if he wants to know more, then why not send him an invitation? Have him come here...[/color]"

Ghresus knew it didn't mean anything good. He felt sorry for Ahsan already. "[color=yellow]Sure thing, boss.[/color]"

He returned to his many bowls, sending a variety of messages, including the 'invitation' that Zargon had mentioned.

Zargon returned to his chamber, musing, and decided to scry on the humans once again.