The Meeting
It took an hour or so to scout for an appropriate location for the meeting. Alex took the measure of a half dozen soldiers from each side of the conflict and assigned an even division of them to guard the Meraian and Rorian leaders. For good measure, he put Red and Azura on personal details as well. Nothing like close-range mutually assured destruction to keep everybody smiling at each other.
Alex personally unpacked two foldable tables and enough chairs from Ride and set them up. He arranged things so the leaders could face each other with him stuck in the middle.
"Honored leaders, may your many achievements and victories be held in eternal glory and threats to your world crushed beneath your heel and torn asunder by claw and fang." He gives the appropriate flourish to the requisite bows and hand gestures.
"Now then, with that said, let's get down to brass tacks. I have other worlds to keep spinning."
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