"You must be Tam, famed Warrior of Ursten, The Last Hawk. I have heard murmurs of your recent conquests, surely those were more than enough to satisfy a lifetime of war? Why have you turned your gaze on my Empire?" The Emperor's soft voice sounded out toward Tam, who hovered in the air next to Anteris, who currently held his hand against the raw wound in his shoulder, stemming the blood that flowed from the wound.
"One as powerful as yourself should understand, we cannot truly advance to the realm beyond with the knowledge and mana of the Isle. I seek to unify the nations of the Isle, so that I may lead an expedition through the Fidour Mountains." Tam was open about his intentions, the intentions of the Ursten army behind him were clear, and he knew that out of anyone he had to face, the Emperor would understand.
