[center][h2][b]Kareet of Arcaeda[/b][/h2][/center]

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While the others were speaking, Kareet stayed near Nellara and observed. She tried to look upon Silbermine with more of an objective eye. His approach had changed rather dramatically from just a few days prior. There had been plenty of time to consider the situation with a cooler head than their previous, emotionally charged arguments, and perhaps to discuss with his advisors. The people of the Ascendancy largely did not respect nor acknowledge titles of nobility, so the tactics that usually worked in his own lands were rather ineffective here. Or perhaps he realized that his superiors back home were not going to be nearly so eager for war as he was. In any case, now that he could speak directly to the Humans, he seemed intent on giving his own impression of himself to them, rather than letting his enemies dictate that impression for him. It was a wise choice, and probably what Kareet would do were she in his hooves. 

Once again, Kareet whispered to Nellara. “The Humans clearly want to try to be diplomatic with Silbermine. I think we should just play along and join in. We don’t want to appear to be the ‘unreasonable’ ones.”

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[center][h2][b]Wodan[/b][/h2][/center]

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The approach of the aliens, these “Glen”, naturally drew Wodan’s many eyes before anyone else had even been aware. They were not approaching the Jotunheim itself, but rather the other camp of natives nearby. Of course, some of their own crew members had gone to speak with them, so they were still involved. Even if they had not been, what little they had gleaned of the local political situation painted it as tense and uncertain. It was most definitely the Jotunheim’s business if a war broke out around them. The defense droids were positioned stationary around the ship, motionless like statues, but always observing, and through all of their eyes, Wodan could see all that transpired. 

“There are no additional contacts aside from the Glen already in view.” Wodan answered to Mallory.