The fire in Tahla's home burned low. She got up to feed some more firewood to the flames as her guests stayed seated at her table. It was a late hour, and the three of them had been too absorbed in the work on the table to notice the cold creeping in at the edges of the room, but she thought to add the wood after some time. She returned to her seat as soon as she was done. The fire caught and pushed the cold back a few feet.
"Read it back please," she said and turned her eyes to Malik.
Malik lifted the parchment from the table. The message they had constructed together was formal and to the point. It stated the Lunaris sanctuary's petition to be formally recognised as a clan in full standing. It outlined the territory they occupied, the number of their people, their years of established
