All members of the Council had become too used to the Father of all Dragons' aloof attitude and treated him as a peer. Leegaain wasn't as overbearing as Salaark, nor passionate as Tyris, so many considered him an eccentric old man.
However, Leegaain wasn't old so much as ancient, and he was no man at all.
"I apologize on behalf of the undead faction and I give you my word that your daughter will suffer no harm from us until our next encounter." Inxialot said while taking a good look at his own shoes.
'I may be crazy, but I'm not stupid. I'm not going to put everything I worked hard for at stake for that dumb tree.' He thought. 'The Horsemen act cocky in front of the Guardians because their mommy has their backs, but for anyone else facing Leegaain without a rock-solid plan is plain suicide.'
