[center][b]The House of the Emudrim[/b][/center]
In the great halls of Evolonē, the king of the Emudrim sat upon his thrown. Among all the Ailboi, the Emudrim were unanimously recognized as the most powerful and influential of the four households. While the other three houses were literally independent from one another, they still look toward the Emudrim to set an example.

On this early April morn, a group of ambassadors from Norium entered into the capital of the Emudrim. Right as they entered into the city, the Norin ambassadors felt the scorching humidity of the rainforest climate that dominated the kingdoms of the Ailboi. Even more, the Norin elves were puzzled at how their kin withstood this blazing heat.

When the ambassadors entered into the throne room of king Hydrigon, they found the ruler of the Emudrim seated at his throne, with his beautiful wife seated beside him. His daughter stood behind her father. However, there was an empty seat beside Hydrigon. The ambassadors wondered to whom that seat belonged. Was it a deceased son? Or was the heir of the throne just out of the city at the moment.

The Norin ambassadors bowed to their royal kin, their eyes focused on the king once they returned to an upright position. The head ambassador stepped forward before his fellow kinsmen, clearing his throat before he announced the tragedy of Sorias, a city that had just recently rejected the alliance of the Norin elves and defected to the swarthy Dwarves of Cesia.

“Your Majesties,” the head ambassador said, still only making eye contact with the king, “We bring ill news from the Kingdom of the Norin. The city of Sorias has rejected the protection of the Galan league and now sides with the Cesians. King Louard VII requests any and all assistance to make an example of those who refuse our aid and side with the dwarves of Cesia. What do you say, king Hydrigon?”

The Emudrim king sat in silence for a few moments. Then he bent over to the Emudrim queen, exchanging words through whispers. Finally, Hydrigon turned to the Norin Ambassadors and replied to their message.

“Norin brethren, children of the north. We shall uphold the pact of the Galan League by sending a force northward. However, this shall be a small expeditionary force whose task is to evaluate the situation. Once we have more reconnaissance about the situation, we shall supply more troops. I shall send my son, Arudrion, as the commander of this force. However, you will have to wait a few days until he gets back from the jungles to the East.”

“Why is he in the woods?” One of the ambassadors asked.

“Almost a century ago, an invasive species began to migrate south from the desert land of the fallen kingdom of the Dark Elves. These creatures, which we call the Rithanemai, have been targeting individuals from our human allies who reside in these jungles. These winged monstrosities have never dared to attack any of the Ailboi, until it actually happened twenty years ago. Since then, they have become more daring with their attacks. My son, along with some of the best elves of the Emudrim, is on the hunt for these creatures. As soon as he returns, the force which I have promised shall depart.”