***EXTRA LONG CHAPTER***
A few minutes prior...
A knight standing beside one of the pillars in this large meeting room held a horn up to his lips and exclaimed:
"Please welcome, High Lord of the western mongrals and Emperor of the Zasea Kingdom; his almighty, Karax Haou!"
As he said this, a tall man who was 6'3 ft. in height walked up the steps leading to the main platform where the meeting roundtable was held.
He wore a giant red-skinned thick wool cover over his shoulder, and a short skirt made of thick leather--showcasing his ripped and shredded legs.
He wore hide sandals, and had dozens of feathers poking out of his frizzled, long black hair.
His skin was not clean, but rather appeared dirty and unkept. His face was like that of a powerful tribe chief with a chiseled diamond jawline.
His entire demeanor, expression, and presence was rough.
