King Elk Forest hear he, hear he,

If anymore came, later, she would not mind. The meeting was not mandatory, and was only pleased that this amount showed up. It would be quite perfect, for but a small hunt, perhaps even more if the group felt greedy enough, "It is but a joyous occasion," Célnes announced to the one's who came.

"For I have visited the Firebirds to become more friendly, but they are gone. There are no traces of them, and so the land is free to us, and our new neighbors, The Saints of the Dying Light." The King announced their 'enemies' disappearance, while letting those who were here, the Firebirds weren't the only neighbors. She didn't specify their location, especially since the group was perhaps even worse then the Firebirds, as they held cursed colors unlike no other. The man with thistles, and the girl of pure white; the Deorwine's would not be pleased by such looks.

"To celebrate, we shall hunt an Apostle. Fear not, we are only looking for their doe's." As per' customs, the Stag's would be left untouched until the Wintertide Jubilee. And that, was near.