The large roomy chamber stood silent with only the sound of shuffling papers echoing across the space. In a circular room with tables laid around its edges, an elevated desk was poised above the rest, in a sort of ‘‘central’’ position where Arch Magister Qeerel na-Verdanna was seated. Looking over several papers of apparent importance in complete silence while a number of other Keelish stood below him in the middle of the room, awaiting his reaction.
Qeerel eventually put the papers down and adjusted his reading visor.
‘‘Is this even possible?’’ he asked in a tiresome tone.
One of the envoys steps forward, ‘‘All the south has been talking about it, master Qeerel.’’ he said as he bowed.
’‘But how reliable is this information?’’ Qeerel asked.
’‘We have been receiving the same reports from several different nations across the world, most notably Valkora, their ally. Incoming traders speak of a crisis in trade now that one of the bigger hubs has picked up and vanished…’’
’‘This is too big for us to ignore, your excellency.’’ pointed out another envoy. ‘‘Both Valkora and Ebongrasp have been said to show interest in to area as of recently as well. It is not a coincidence.’’
Qeerel sat in silence once more as he contemplated what had just been brought before him. Then, he shifted and leaned on to his desk with both elbows.
‘‘Valkora and Ebongrasp… one of which we barely know anything about, and the other we only know of through rumour… I’m just finding it very hard to understand as to WHY an entire people would pick up and leave, just like that.’’
The envoys began looking at each other, speechless.
Qeerel sat back up straight and took a peace of paper to begin scribbling upon, ‘‘IF, this is true, it is defenetly something we should look in to. Who were these people, where they come from, what were they about, and what prompted them to leave, and why now? As a start, i will authorise a minuscule excursion in to the region to check the validity of these reports of yours. We shall speak further of this when they return with proof of these tales.’’ he explained as he finished his paper, and made his seal upon it, then handed it to the envoys.
‘‘Take this to the Academy.’’ he ordered them.
The envoys bowed as they took the order and swiftly left the chambers.
Shortly, a small gunship-class airship was assigned to the expedition, and a team of security personnel and the top archaeologists and explorers. At their head: Rhoa na-Tukka.
They would arrive at their destination, Kaveh, in approximately two weeks time.