It was a two month trek back to Kaldar. My troops where exhilarated to be home after a little over a year at war. As we entered the city my men all headed off in different directions. It hit me at this moment that my regiment all lived in different parts of the capital. They all are the most skilled of their race hence being in my regiment. But when they reached the gate they all went back to where the majority of their race lived. This concerned me, concerned me so much as I reported the details of our journey to the King I brought up this as well.
"My Lord we have returned victorious. Your plan went off without a hitch. We managed to conquer the capital in three fort nights and with limited injuries no casualties."
As he praised our job and restated how this was the last piece of the puzzle needed for the security of the kingdom. After about an hour of reports and orders of what we where to do next the king asked if there where any other concerns before we departed for the feast.
Most Generals and Lieutenants sat quietly as they fear looking weak in front of each other. I took this opportunity to bring up the issue hindering us within our own capital.
"Yes M'Lord, There is something I would like to bring to your attention." The king was beginning to stand as I opened my mouth. He sat down and raised his eyebrows interested as most wouldn’t opened themselves up for jabs from the whole war council.
"Magus Coridan what is on your mind?" As the king spoke the council grew quiet again.
"My lord, as you know in five years my regiment has never lost a soul. My regiment is made up of some of your best warriors, clerics, and archers in your entire realm."
"Don’t forget yourself Coridan as a regiment is only as strong as its leader."
"Thank you M'lord. As my regiment entered the capital this morn, I noticed that the Ogres, Trolls, Dwarves, Elves, Humans, Barbarians, Half Elves, Minos, and Centaurs all went to different parts of town. This disturbs me deeply my lord. You have spent years uniting our kingdom yet we are still segregated inside our own walls. The reason my team is so strong is because we are united as one not divided into small groups. May I be as bold to say this cant bode well for the kingdom and we need to work on making a unified kingdom?"
The King cleared his throat as he interrupted me, "Coridan, as always your insight or foresight is well thought out. And I see where this concern could lead to civil war or the kingdoms end. I also would like this integration inside our kingdom. Not only in our militia, but in our academies, markets, smitheries, and every other aspect of our kingdom this need to happen. Could you imagine what we could learn from each other, the advances in weapons, war tactics, agriculture, health, architecture, arts, science, education, and even food would be astonishing. But how to change old roots without killing a tree is the question. It is a QUESTION I want the answer to immediately."
"Advisor Balshim, this will be tasked to YOU. Do not let your king or kingdom down! Ill make sure Coridan checks in on you from time to time." The king stated in a threatening tone as the advisor glared at me for the stress I had just put him under.
"Master Jontee make this a priority also; give Advisor Balshim any intelligence needed to make this endeavor successful!"
"Financier Wilkens stop all payments to other foreign programs. Let’s take care of ourselves before we take care of other kingdoms problems. Although do it with a grace that will keep our relations in good standing."
"If there is no further business Coridan, I am starved lets head to the feast!"
After the king had finished speaking I knew how highly I was regarded by the King. My thoughts where consumed by how could I use this to my advantage. With these changes that where to come the flow of old magic and knowledge into the Great Library should be substantial.
Oh Coridan, you scheming bastard...:D
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