The final feast was a grand one. With an endless supply of food and wine. The Toran warriors were given a place at the table where King Castor was seated. The champion of Toran was seated right next to King Castor. Who himself engaged in a hearty game of small talks with the large man. The mysterious yet beautiful woman was ascend from the feast. But prince Imrik relayed a message from her to the warrior. She was very pleased with his victory and she hoped they would soon meet again. Eventually the feast roared to an end the following afternoon. A day later most guests left. King Castor gave several invitations with the other faction their warriors. The Toran champion, aside from the promised amount of gold and a great sword forged for the great champion, got an invitation for his king. Requesting a humble meeting to discuss certain cooperations. The same message was given with the Argaillne princess. To king Markus he said that Euraith’s doors were always open and that they should discuss a possibility to make a lasting bond between their two houses. All in due time of course.
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“He did what!?” yelled Castor towards the messenger. He wasn’t a religious man. Nor a man fond of Lucious Vermiculus. But killing your father was a lowly act only performed by savages. He could not believe that the ruling family of Tar Sequinus fell to such depraved action. The murder of ones family is an act that only a demon of the lowest world could perform. In reaction, he sealed the borders with Tar Sequinus.