“Alright, we got that out of the way. Hopefully that’s good enough to keep the Clans happy for a bit and not worry too much about you all’s return. Now for what’s next.

“Rogu, I’m tired of seeing the Goblins here live under oppression. I want to free every single tribe that is living here and bring them back to the place I called home. I am not sure which direction you came from, but I have a home a couple months of travel away from here. That’s where I’d like everyone to be.

“Though perhaps this next part is selfish of me, but I don’t plan on letting the Orcs off for everything they’ve done. They need to suffer the consequences of practically enslaving my people. Then from there, I simply want to grow. Both myself and the tribe. This fight with the Orcs could last a while and I’m not sure how many of them are there, but we will definitely need to be stronger. Until then, you and your group are the strongest Goblins we have Rogu, so I hope you all can help me out here.”

[It is now 1600]

“Of course, My Lord, my sword is yours to command, along with the rest of my team.”

‘This Rogu fella is so dependable. Deep down I’m a little worried about this die hard loyalty since we just met, but I’m not going to complain about it for now. What do you think Velora?’

[As previously mentioned, I believe you are for more important to the Goblins than we previously thought. The fact that your very race itself is ‘Royal’ by nature already says a lot. It is not out of the question to assume your depends on the very existence of having a Royal at the helm. Though I will need more information to form a more definitive answer.]

‘….You know sometimes I forget how smart you are.’

[Not sure why.]

‘That attitude right there is why!’

[I don’t follow.]

‘I…whatever.’

While Rick was bickering with Velora...the message sent by Teral had reached the clans. In a small room located in a building that was in the center of the Saug Clan, there was a Maglin who was one of the many others who were charged with being in this room.

There wasn't much of anything located in the room. Just a small wooden desk and it's accompanying chair. The Maglin who sat in this chair, was extremely focused on of the three items on the desk.

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There was a small item that appeared to be a writing utensil of sorts, and with it a sheet of what appeared to be the pale hide of some animal. Though the target of the Maglin's focus was of course the Grey Disk in the center of the desk.

This disk was monitored day in and day out without fail. For the team that would be sending messages back was carrying out a mission that was of grave importtance, and in the situation a message was sent, it would need to be received, recorded and sent up through the proper channels immediately.

It was now that the disk abruptly whirred to life.

The Maglin nearly jumped, but their training took over quickly. Which was good since the voice of Teral soon sounded in the room.

"We have found the Future King, we are safe. We will be delayed in returning. Drukha."

The Maglin didn't waste anytime after that and quickly wrote down every single word she heard. Of course she made sure to write the word Drukha in large letters at the top of the page.

After completing her task, she rushed out of the room to where another Maglin stood waiting for a situation like this to occur. No words were said, the hide was handed over and the Maglin moved with conviction towards their destination. It was still within the same building, and a few moments later, the Maglin was bursting through the doors that led to an office of sorts.

This action would usually be met with punishment, as the person who sat in this office was none other than the Cheiftess of the Saug Clan, Chieftess Yalg.

She looked up from her desk, and stuck her hand out. She of all people knew that her subordinates would never be this disrespectful lest the situation called for it, and she of course knew that there was a mission of grave importance being carried out at the moment, and it has been almost a year since they received word from the team. So a message was likely any moment now.

She recieved a message and only took a moment to read it before speaking aloud.

"Send the word to the other Clans. All Leaders are to gather in the Central Clans immediately. Royal Related."

Her orders were passed on, and various Goblins moved about to being them to fruition.

Two days later and the last of Chiefs had gathered in the Central Clan once more.

"We should send more support."

"Are you sure thats worth the risk? We don't know the troubles the team went through to find the King, but a little over 9months have passed before we got word back. That means they had to travel thorugh many hostile lands to find him. Should we reallt risk another team to make that journey?"

"Hmm are you saying that our Future King isn't worth that level of risk Darug? Why the hell should we hold back in our support? We need to being the future back safely. No amount of risk is too much in this situation."

"No Rogu of course not, I just caution us to not risk the lives of our brethren needlessly."

The Chiefs went back and forth for quite some time before a decision was made.

"Are we all in a agreement? 3 General equivalents will be sent to reinforce the Future King. Speed will be paramount, so the fastest and stealthiest we have will be sent. Any last disagreements?"

No one made any movements to speak.

"Good, Lets move quickly."