Old Mumu extended the invitation for Yan Xing to enter the city with considerable ceremony, giving him ample face. Even though the Orc soldiers at the city gate were shabbily dressed, it was still a welcome with lined streets.
However, upon entering the Lord's Mansion, the atmosphere immediately turned grim.
Elven council halls were far less grand than those of human cities. This one, already not very large, was now chaotically filled with Ogres.
These were the elite of Marshal Old Mumu's tribe, donning decent armor and wielding steel maces.
In the center of the hall, a bonfire raged with a large pot suspended over it, in which a thick soup boiled, stewing some unknown type of meat.
A group of short Big-eared Monsters held large bowls of meat, which they respectfully offered to the Ogres.
Yan Xing entered, accompanied by Li Zhua and Arlanda.
The Ogres merely glanced at them, not a single one coming forward to receive them.
