The war room of the Kingdom of Elberia was a modest, almost humble place, a stark contrast to the grandeur often associated with rooms where rulers deliberated over matters of state. The walls were lined with old banners, each marking a victory or an alliance of the past. A heavy wooden table dominated the center, covered with scrolls and maps detailing the lands of Elberia, Varzadia, and the neighboring territories. The air was thick with tension, the candles flickering, casting long shadows on the stone walls. Outside, the late afternoon sun hung low, sending shafts of light through the narrow windows, illuminating the dust swirling in the air.