"Please calm down captain!"
"You too elder, I fear you have went too far, I suggest we focus on the war at our front door instead of fighting against each other here!"
Lark stood up from his chair and became the voice of reason, prompting the two glaring at each other to put aside their animosity.
"*Sigh*... Do not speak of my family again you old geezer."
Hawke spat and pulled out a chair next to Lark.
"Why you little..."
The elder grit his teeth and swallowed his words, his wings slightly trembling from the bloodlust that almost swallowed him whole.
"Then, may I ask why you have called a meeting at a time like this Elders?"
Hawke enquired, resting his cheek on his fist.
"We have been suffering an ongoing siege from these Humans for decades now, it won't end until they get what they want. "
One of the four elders present said, the bald spot on his head glistening.
He added:
