"You should already know why I called you here, right?" Elven Elder Scarfox, Aloysius Willard, uttered in a deep tone. He watched Ares through thoughtful eyes. "This is the first time we're discussing the wills of past emperors and empresses. It has never happened before in the Alverton Empire. In honor of their passing, and the Elven Scarfox never ignores the truth according to the law of the great god Drakonis."
Inside the earthy Scarfox Town Hall Institute building, shining on every wall and floor. The cool scent of cedarwood wafted through the main building. Glorifying the laws of the draconic gods from hundreds of years ago. The Alverton Empire is strong because of their great influence in controlling chaos and evil.
The great table of the Elven Elders stood firmly on the dais. On its walls were the enormous banners of Alverton's imperial pride as well as the pillar flags of the seven noble families who gave all their strength to keep the peace of the empire.
