[i]Freya had taken to recognizing each of the individuals that were present. Hell, she was happy that she received such a group. There were a few realists - JT in particular, possibly Gilliam - while both of them packed the true heat in the council. JT with whatever contacts he had, and Gilliam with the Imperium. On the other hand, you had the hopefuls - the ones that had put themselves behind her cause. Alric, Star, or rather Sophia, Traci.. and then, Cain and Lilly, of which she had yet to decide upon.[/i] "...Good. We're all here.." [i]Freya would sigh a little to herself, motioning for a few men in the background to approach the table. They would lay out a map of a foreign Tatakai - where the Dojo was, would lay the city "KHAOM", bearing a blood red flag with a black dragon's skull in the centerpiece. South, to the deserts, was "RIVELRIA", a light blue eagle flying across the small grey flag upon the canvas. And to the west, upon Ollimund.. Trayve, darted by a purple flag and golden lion. But beyond those three countries..[/i] [i]The map was painted a bright white color, stretching across the medieval Tatakai. And in the center of the Tatakoi Plains, would lie a single black dot. A crossed, white flag, with a raised fist in the center - "CHARATH".[/i] "...Carath is the secondary city of Zyria, it's.. predecessor. Alric would know that Zyria was both the home of Julian, my younger brother, and.. the enemy of the Trayvens, years ago. Carath is finishing the job, in reality. And this time, lead by a man chosen by it's people - the Tribune is all that he is called, but he basks in what Zyria used to bring other worlds to their knees: the barrier set up around our garrison.. that wasn't even a fraction of what they could do." [i]Freya would sigh, continuing.[/i] "...If the Tribune takes Trayve, then it's over for my dimension. If he enters this reality.. his corruption would paralyze entire worlds. You can.. see the desperation in the situation. My order was to enslave the Dojo through conquering. Instead.. I offer my hand. To all of you, in hopes that this future doesn't come. We'll need a plan."