While the idea that one could predict how daily events may go based on the weather has been a trope in literature since biblical times, the morning our plot begins with could neither be said to be particularly ominous or awe-inspiring. While it may be expected for Jack Frost should be sweeping the courtyards with a thin layer of ice, the morning was not cold at all, coats were unbuttoned and collars were pulled at as servants started making their way through the castle and farmers began sewing their seeds. While the cloudy sky was pierced through with the blaring sun, the weather was not the same for the Lutairians than the people of Hiertania. Most of the land of the descendants of elves and dryads was covered in forest, giving a dark canopy and making sure the ground underneath retained its dewy moisture. Far to the West, over the sea and far away, the weather remained as dry as usual with a small hint of wind. Travelers from Oasis to Oasis were even suspicious this wind could be an omen that the next night would be an icy one.

Just hours ago, there had been word that thugs lining the borders of Lutaires and Hiertania had been captured after trying to cross the border of Tiadan with their spoils. Fire and smoke had blazed for hours in the general direction of a small Lutairian village and while many of the Hiertanian commoners that lived near the border worried that the fire would grow ever closer, they did not care for the loss of life. The Lutairians were foreign creatures with barbaric customs that could never be trusted by the general public. All wares of from the villages was to be heavily laundered before being trafficked over to wherever someone of the black market could be found. While pillages were common in the area and around the border, what caused such an outcry was the thug's origin.

Both Lutaires and Hiertania were notified at the same time. Word was sent to Adrian de Hiertania, the current Regent King of Hiertania along with a second copy sent to the bedroom of the bedridden King Adhemar de Hiertania. Once the message was assessed, Adhemar sent word for the Regent King to be sent to his bedchambers and that the Crown Prince was to be notified of this happenstance.

The Queen of Lutaires watched on with horror, calling for warriors to assess and help the situation, thinking maybe it might be time to start a discussion between the two kingdoms. Tiadan had never really been openly hostile with Lutaires, which could mean this violence was a one time thing, but... There needed to be some kind of action, and soon. Word soon spread through the castle of Lutaires, reaching the ears of all the high officials, noblemen, and warriors that were currently inhabiting the building. 

[center][i]The day so far was a tense one and none could say that things would be looking up anytime soon, especially anyone with clairvoyance.[/i] [/center]