The Alliance

"We are in the fourth era. After the discovery of the new continent, old notions are concepts were cut down like pesty flies. Schools like magitech were created and new ideas were being born every day. This world is officially at its friskiest in this era."

Royal Duchess Ryia went on, "Now, tell me, why aren't you taking advantage of this era? This is the perfect time to reintroduce yourself. To shave away any annotations plastered on the name of your race. What is your goal…...your desire as a race?"

The members of the Vagoroth Council kept staring at her, not knowing what to say.

"I can see. You have none. What future do you see for your descendants? What legacy would you leave for them? Do you want them to be stuck in this continent till the rest of their lives?" 

Catelyn finally spoke with hostile intent, "Watch your words carefully. I don't like what you say."