Zack
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The Demon Council
Hosted by Zack
Hosted by Zack

Kalzan, Minister of Foreign Affairs in the Demon Kingdom, nodded to the secretary outside the Prime Demonlord's door, who waved for him to go inside.
Kalzan smiled and stepped inside the Prime's office. "My lord, there's a message for you."
Prime Demonlord Zack looked up from his desk, where he had been doodling a humorous cartoon. "Is it Serkantz again? How many times do I have to tell him that my hands are tied? The Council is paralyzed by fear of invasion from the Blood Mages. As much as I want to help the humans in their war, I can't right now. The Council won't allow it."
Kalzan shook his head. "My lord, it's not President Serkantz." A slightly worried look came over his face.
"Then who, goddamn it? Why didn't you start out with the identity of the sender like a normal person?"
"Apologies, my lord. Lady Hendarr sent the message."
"The Blood Mage?"
"Yes, my lord. The Blood Mage."
"What the hell does the queen of the Blood Mages want?"
"My lord, Lady Hendarr says the Hendarr Republic is sending diplomatic emissaries to the Demon Kingdom."
"Why? A formal declaration of war?"
Kalzan shrugged. "It's hard to say, my lord. All she mentions is discussion of 'the future of our two great nations.'"
"How annoyingly vague."
"Yes, my lord."
"Well, I suppose there's been no invasion yet. We might as well hear what these emissaries have to say. I'll inform the Council. Hopefully they don't lose their minds over it."
"Doubtful, my lord."
"Yes. Doubtful."