The blacklanders saw the approaching kashar. The leaders of the various delegations stepped forward to greet the natives as representatives of their respective tribe. None of them had weapons drawn and all of them were clothed in somewhat fanciful garments obviously unfit for fighting in.. The guards standing behind them were better equipped, but none of them took a particularly aggressive stance. Their orders were to defend against unforeseen aggression, nothing more than that.

There was a somewhat awkward silence, broken suddenly by a third party emerging from over a nearby sand dune… A group of humans. The blacklanders recognized them as the men of thangoradrim. Many within the delegation held some reservation towards humans. But such was not to be voiced. After all, this was to be a mission of peace and understanding, not of warmongering and intimidation.  The worst done while the thangors presented their gifts were some jealous glances towards the drabarian from the kobold delegates. After all, their tribe was often compared to dragons, weak and furtive as they weren which made it all the more painful to see a creature that held more of  the strengths of the winged lizards.
 
Finally, the thangors were done. The blacklanders waited briefly for the kashar to process the initial wave of the thangors gifts, and then cleared their throat. Bleda ironhand was first to speak. “ Like the thangors, we too have come with a message of peace .My companions all represent one of the myriad tribes of the distant blacklands. We stand here together as representatives of our grand alliance to offer an outstretched hand.” The orcish smith gestured, and servants brought forth the various declarations of peaceful intent. “What you see here is an official message from each of our tribes, all proclaiming peaceful intent. Of course, we have brought more gifts than just fancy letters. Say the word and we will being unloading those as well.”

Linking up seamlessly with bleda’s speech, The lizardfolk leader, Akan, added some thoughts of his own. “ You may have also noticed the similiarities in physical appearance your race has with both mine and the kobolds”. He stepped slightly forward along with the kobold foreman to call attention to this fact. “ We suspect this implies some shared history in ages past, therefore, I would like to request a permit for a group of our historians to roam your lands and compile the history of your people. Partially for posterity, and partially to see if our theory of shared history is correct” Akan inhaled deeply after the speech. Lizardfolk didn’t usually talk in such long sentences, and so they had the tendency to give long speeches in one breathless stream of words.

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