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Illyan gritted his teeth, a hardening expression plastered on his face. All dynamic entrances and dramatic monologues aside, the fact that the gathering of the two Houses had came to a horrendous frustrated him greatly. It was like sitting between two children, both competing on who had the bigger toy ship; he would be lucky to still have his sanity before the hell called marriage, if he even lived to tell that tale.

[color=ed1c24][b]"All of the information appears to only stem from rumored sightings,"[/b][/color] Silzard answered, turning to Illyan and pointing at the scroll beside his chair. The boy, nodding, took the scroll and unrolled it at the center. Its contents consisted of a map of Sariwon, scattered markings littered across each individual province and stretch of land with small, but concise handwriting acting as notes located along the right of the map. [color=ed1c24][b]"The following parchment and its proportions were drafted by our mage, Travard."[/b][/color]

[color=ed1c24][b]"Each individual mark is a report involving these foreign creatures,"[/b][/color] Silzard waved his hand across the map. [color=ed1c24][b]"As you can see, there are a concerning amount of cases in our country."[/b][/color]

[color=Orange][b]"But,"[/b][/color] Illyan followed up on Silzard's statement, clearing his throat as he hovered over the map with focused eyes. [color=Orange][b]"You may have noticed that there is a specific area where the density of the marks appears concentrated, compared to the sporadic distribution."[/b][/color]

Illyan placed a finger atop of the described area. [color=Orange][b]"A fishing town by the name of Nanrao, located in the southern wetlands. This would be the ideal area to conduct a preliminary investigation."[/b][/color]