Phoenix drew her gaze upon everyone present. Around the table, with her and Astaroth, were the founding members of Paragons.
She and Astaroth were at the helm of the table, and to their left were I'die, Gulnur, Violette, and Athena. To their right sat Khalor, Gale, Silent Light, and Morticia.
Death the Gnome had refused the chance to be an officer. He argued he was someone that loved to fight and hated taking decisions.
He rather be like a gun, and be pointed in the direction he needed to fire. Phoenix had respected his will, and left him out of the decision process.
But in case a fight broke out, she still knew she could count on him.
Looking each one in the eye, Phoenix knew she had their attention.
"Earlier today, Astaroth and I were inspecting the progress on fortress defences and building, and we were shot at by an archer who was standing out of vision range. This means the first members of a guild have made it to our territory."
