At the Desert Council as a Weakling
At the Desert Council as a Weakling
I could have chosen my time better with my war on the grey skinned, I almost came late because no one wanted to take over my army for a few hours.
When I arrived I saw the leaders and representatives of nations I only have heard of before.
I also was the only one arriving on a camel and in copper armor, next to people in shining armor and sharp weapons. Could the gods even help me if it would come to war between us?
We talked a lot about how we desert nations can help each other, how to resolve conflict and a few other things I dont think I can even write about.
I couldn't talk much, my people have only recently migrated into the desert because of my father. We barely have anything other than our culture.
A united name for the continent? I dont even know how big it is, let alone how many other nation exist here.
Helping in case of a conflict? Looking at the others, I dont think I could do much other than try and look threatining.
I hoped to be farther with my modernization efforts already, hoped to be on the same powerline with my fellow nations.
When the Illagers are gone, I will have to step up my game a lot.
