The Drakenfel representatives did not stay long after the decision was made.
They gathered together near the edge of the plateau, speaking quietly among themselves.
One of them unfolded a map while the others pointed at several locations.
"We need to decide the first target," one of them said.
"The border city would be the easiest."
"No," another elder replied. "Strike their logistics first. If their supply lines collapse, their territory will fall faster."
After a few more quiet discussions, the three of them nodded to the others and left to prepare their plans.
Meanwhile, the remaining people stayed where they were.
The atmosphere relaxed slightly now that the main decision had been made.
Clark leaned against the stone table, adjusting his glasses while studying Garion with interest.
Floren also walked closer with a curious smile.
Sorien and the Radiant Arbiter stood quietly nearby, listening but not interrupting.
Floren tilted his head. "So…"
