Rebat followed his host, occasionally having to run to keep up with the mount. His mind was somewhere else entirely. Mazdak almost seems afraid of the eventual meeting between him and this general Seleucus. Was it because of him? The kobold customs were often said to be far less formal, but Rebat had thought that everyone was quite civil in his last visit. Perhaps he needed to make a better effort this second time around. 

The kobold army marched right through the gates of Hekaga, and poured into the city. Dracons, upon seeing them, kept a wide berth, and drew an invisible line between them and the army that none cared to cross. It was then that Rebat realized his mistake. Obviously, the dracons must think this an invasion, and he, like a fool, sent the army through to the city simply because the gate was open. He reminded himself that dracon ways required a bit more tact, and resolved to clear this up as soon as possible. "Wait here," he commanded, then crossed the invisible line towards the palace. "Pardon me," he said, as he approached dracons watching in suspicion and a bit of fear. This was unnecessary, though, as they all seemed to part, some of them even flinching back, to let him pass.

Quick as his warped legs can take him, he ascended the steps leading up to the palace. The sooner this incident is sorted out and the people pacified, the better. Last time he was here, he was expected to clean himself up and present formally before the court. However, this time it should be alright for him to go right through. They were familiar with him now, right? Armed with that thought, he pushed in the main door with a resounding screech, and found on the other side a sea of stunned faces. Oops. Did he misjudge something?