The room he took me to was beyond the thrones and the first thing I noticed aside from the humongous wooden table was the map tossed upon it. Looking like it was made of some kind of silk, it had wooden figures upon it placed at specific locations and though I’d seen other world maps with a similar form, the countries were listed in a different language.
“Is this a war room?” I muttered, noticing the desk tucked to the side. It had paperwork nestled upon it neatly and I noticed he had a quill nestled in ink. What is this? The 1500’s?
“Perceptive,” Chieftain Tobias said, giving me a wry smile. He took a seat at his desk, gesturing for me to take the my spot in the chair across from him. “We haven’t had a war in ages, though.”
“You're talking about your . . . tribes?” I
