The great hall of Ereia, still bearing some scars of the recent conflict, echoed with an uneasy silence. Decorations, once vibrant, were now frayed and torn, a testament to the brutal battle that had preceded this fragile peace.
Adhalia, the new leader of Ereia, and her cousin, Faynah, stood stiffly before Khao'khen, the orcish chieftain. His hulking frame, even in the relatively subdued posture of respect he attempted to maintain, dominated the space.
His tusks gleamed faintly in the torchlight, a constant reminder of the raw power he wielded. Around them, the remnants of both armies, Ereian and Orcish, watched with a mixture of apprehension and cautious hope.
Khao'khen cleared his throat, the sound surprisingly gentle for a being of his size. "Lady Adhalia and Faynah," he began, his voice a low rumble that carried effortlessly across the hall, "I come to bid you a formal farewell."