The grand hall of the palace was a hive of activity as representatives from three kingdoms and several mercenary groups gathered, all eager to meet Canna. The air was thick with tension and anticipation. Each group eyed the others warily, aware that they were all here for the same purpose: to gain favor with the mysterious white-haired savior of Avaloria.
The delegation from the Kingdom of Arenthia, led by General Alaric, stood with military precision. Their polished armor and disciplined demeanor spoke of their kingdom's strength and order. Arenthia sought to secure Canna as an ally, recognizing the strategic advantage of having such a powerful individual on their side.
Nearby, the delegation from the Kingdom of Veridia, headed by Grand Mage Lysandra, radiated an aura of power. Their flowing robes and mystical symbols hinted at their deep knowledge of magic. Veridia was keen to explore Canna's magical capabilities, hoping to forge an alliance that would benefit their scholarly pursuits and enhance their magical prowess.
The third kingdom, Eldoria, represented by Prince Zachary, exuded wealth and charm. Eldoria was a land of merchants and diplomats, and their delegation was a testament to their opulence. Prince Zachary's goal was to offer Canna lucrative trade deals and resources, aiming to win his favor through material wealth and strategic partnerships.
Scattered among the royal delegations were various mercenary groups. The Ironclad Brotherhood, led by Marcus, a rugged and charismatic leader, hoped to recruit Canna into their ranks. The Shadow Blades, a secretive and elusive organization, watched from the shadows, assessing Canna's potential as an asset for their covert operations.
As the factions mingled and exchanged guarded pleasantries, the grand doors of the hall opened. Kael entered, his presence commanding attention. "Gentlemen and ladies, thank you for your patience. Canna will see you now."
The groups quickly gathered their composure and followed Kael to a large meeting room. The room was spacious, with a long table at its center. Canna sat at the head, his expression one of mild irritation. He was not fond of such formalities and the ensuing discussions, but he understood their necessity.
General Alaric was the first to speak. "Canna, on behalf of the Kingdom of Arenthia, I extend our deepest gratitude for your actions. We seek an alliance that would benefit both our lands. Your strength is unparalleled, and together, we can ensure the safety and prosperity of our people."
Grand Mage Lysandra interjected. "Indeed, Canna. Veridia also recognizes your immense power. Our scholars and mages would be honored to collaborate with you, to learn from your unique abilities and to share our own knowledge."
Prince Zachary, not to be outdone, stepped forward with a charming smile. "Canna, Eldoria offers you wealth and resources beyond measure. Our trade networks and diplomatic connections could greatly enhance your endeavors. Whatever you need, we can provide."
Canna listened to their offers with a growing sense of irritation. He appreciated their gratitude but disliked the way they were all vying for his favor. He wanted straightforward discussions, not a contest of who could offer the most.
Mortem's hollow voice echoed in the room. "You are all here to speak with my master. Speak plainly and respectfully, or face the consequences."
Vorgrim brandished his greatsword, its blade gleaming menacingly. "My liege does not have time for petty squabbles. State your intentions clearly and leave."
The room was filled with a tense silence. The representatives, now acutely aware of the power Canna commanded, adjusted their approach. The atmosphere shifted from one of competitive offers to one of genuine cooperation and respect.
General Alaric spoke again, his tone more measured. "Canna, we truly wish to assist you. Arenthia's scouts and diplomats can help you locate the nature mages you seek."
Grand Mage Lysandra added, "Veridia's resources are at your disposal. Our scholars will aid you in any way they can."
Prince Zachary, humbled by the display of power, nodded. "Eldoria stands ready to support you. Our connections and resources are yours to use."
Canna, seeing the sincerity in their eyes, felt a sense of relief. The chaos and irritation had subsided, replaced by a clearer path forward. "Thank you. I will consider your offers. For now, I need time to plan my next steps."
The representatives nodded in agreement, understanding that they had to give Canna the space he needed. As they left the room, Canna looked at Mortem and Vorgrim with a nod of appreciation. "Thank you. That was... necessary."
Mortem bowed slightly. "Always at your service, master."
Vorgrim sheathed his sword. "We are here to ensure your path remains clear."
Canna took a deep breath, feeling the weight of his mission but also the support of those around him. With a renewed sense of purpose, he began to plan his journey to find the nature mages, knowing that the alliances he had formed would aid him in his quest.