When they got to the Mayor’s house, the garden was set up for a party, and the doors were open to welcome them into the main ballroom directly from the entrance.
The dragons were in party mode, and the mood shifted as quickly as the band could start a new song.
Then, more Nobles from the city began to arrive, having gotten word of the event and hastily prepared to come meet with the Nobles from the Capital.
It was an excellent time to build alliances, and that left Karl and Dana to mostly just mind their business and answer a few questions about the Darklight Host and their crafting capabilities.
The fact that they had a Mythic Rank blue dragon among their crafting team surprised very few.
The Guild was much more famous here than most other places, as Gathuzan was directly across the straits from Cyhosasa, and the dragon were long-lived.
Most of them had flown over the Supreme Lady’s territory on their way to Kopji or Nazilbar, which were both largely dragon populated nations.
"Guild Leader, did the Prince not come with you today? I had heard that he was in town?" One of the younger dragons asked, excitement in her eyes that told Dana her interest in his interest was very personal.
"Unfortunately, he had some business to take care of tonight, so he had to retire early. I’m afraid that our plans to continue to hunt leftover monsters from the invasion has generated extra paperwork for him." Karl explained.
The girl nodded dejectedly, then realized that this might still be an opportunity.
"Will he be returning to join your journey?"
With the attempt on the Prince’s life, Karl wasn’t sure if he should answer that honestly. But Rae did still owe that assassin for escaping from her.
"Yes, I believe that he will be staying with us as we cross the country."
She was about to speak when Karl crushed her dreams. "However, the group is all Mythic Rank combatants, with a few Totem Rank assistants. With everyone flying in to attack, we’re not bringing any support staff.
Well, none below Totem Rank, as we have some senior cooking staff with us."
Totem Ranked cooks were a relatively normal thing among the dragons. They might be from a lesser dragon species, or they might just be obsessed with their craft. So, they would grow old and powerful, but keep a humble profession.
Dragons slowly flooded into the gardens of the Mayor’s house, and staff came around to serve a standing meal, which Karl found curious.
He had thought it would be snacks, like most parties, but they brought out small entrées, bowls of soup, and other hearty options along with the sweets, pastries and savoury snacks.
It was a curious thing, but far less stressful for the staff than trying to make a full sit down meal for so many distinguished guests on short notice.
Other than the unfortunate soul that had to plate so many dishes.
Karl idly scanned the crowd as he chatted, and noticed a few who seemed out of place.
They were dressed as well as any of the other Nobles, but nobody was really speaking to them, even when they were standing in a group, and their attention was on the Palace Guard members more than the Nobles.
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