- Hunt Commander Makhir
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| 6.33 E | “No. I agree with your assessment, Wall Lord Makhir. It was a small battle. Larger than the ones we have fought in recent years, but small considering the scope of the wars we have traditionally had with the Humans. In centuries past, in the battles that first formed the Blood Fields, our armies held humanity off by the barest of margins, and the dead lay in such profusion…it was a small battle. If one that I consider beyond all acceptable cost.” |
| 6.33 E | A small exhalation came from all those present. The Gnoll, Makhir, bowed his head. |
| 6.33 E | “I take no offense, Makhir. No one here is to blame.” |
| 6.33 E | And speaking of old blood…another Drake leaned forwards, filling the silence Makhir’s comments had caused. Her scales were teal, but that was such a poor word to describe the color. The scales shone and flowed, more like water than solids. And her wings, the yellow spines along her neck, all were sculpted. If Luciva was a shining example of the full extent of her heritage, this young Drake was the radiant sun itself. She was beautiful. And when she spoke, it was crisply, loudly, without a hint of awkwardness. |
| 6.33 E | “A small battle. We lost tens of thousands of Drakes in total. So did the Humans. A small army’s worth, [Hunt Commander] Makhir, Dragonspeaker. It may be few in comparison to the population of Drakes as a species, but it is still a blow. One we must reply to. That’s why we’re here, isn’t it? Let’s not waste time.” |
| 6.33 E | Wall Lord Makhir growled and the others nodded. So did Luciva. |
| 6.33 E | Makhir clenched a paw into a fist at his table. The Gnoll Wall Lady nodded. Two more Drakes nodded; another dissented. The female Drake flicked her claws at the map. |
| 7.03 | In Manus, the war council sprinted into the meeting room where the scrying orb had been set up. [Hunt Commander] Makhir nearly ran down General Milka. He was panting from the run from the walls. |
| 7.03 | The other people in the room looked at him. Makhir opened his mouth, and General Milka snapped. |
| 7.03 | Hunt Commander Makhir nodded. He glanced at Rafaema. The younger Drake shrugged. |
| 7.03 | Hunt Commander Makhir raced out of the room. In Pallass, Noass was turning. |
| 8.01 | Spearmaster Lulv growled an agreement to [Hunt Commander] Makhir. The two Gnolls in the room and the Drakes plus Rafaema were ruling out options. |
| 8.01 | Spearmaster Lulv growled, quietly enough for Rafaema to hear. He knew her hearing was as good as a Gnoll’s; he was her weapons-instructor, after all. Only Makhir would have heard, and the [Hunt Commander] affected not to. |
| 8.01 | Makhir muttered. The war council paused. Rafaema answered for Milka. |
| 8.01 | “Discussions on our Named Adventurers later, gentlemen. Ladies. I see Hunt Commander Makhir has an option.” |
| 8.01 | Makhir and Lulv she liked to hear from. They were Gnolls. She wasn’t partial to Gnolls more than Drakes, but she had the opinion that if Gnolls had gotten into Manus’ highest command council, they were undeniably the best, as opposed to, well, hereditary positions of command, even if they were earned. |
| 8.01 | Makhir grinned around the table. His paw touched Hectval—then Liscor. |
| 8.01 | “The leveling Antinium? I don’t follow your trail of logic, Makhir.” |
| 8.01 | She had guessed—and she was right. They went with Makhir’s solution. She voted with the others, and Dragonspeaker Luciva did not overturn the collective decision. It was done, and Spearmaster Lulv was appointed to lead Manus’ reinforcing group. |
| 8.01 | “It would be my honor. Perhaps we’ll ask Makhir, eh? He knows more than I. But good you want to know.” |
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