New Faces

In the meeting room of the Farmer's Guild, Li found quite a few more people than he had initially bargained to see. Not to mention that, judging by the scribble-infested runeboard at the front, there had been much discussion already.

He had told everyone to be ready for a meeting from this morning all the way to the afternoon because he did not know how long negotiations would take with the duchess, but it seemed everyone was promptly there.

Everyone, and more.

Occupying one half of the wooden meeting table smelling of cedar was the usual inner council of the farmer's guild. Old Thane sitting straight with his burly arms crossed. Ivo next to him in the exact same posture, basically mirroring the old man in all things except for the fact that Ivo had yet to become bald.