>>5390689You also received word from the Drow. It is another invitation, this time to some sort of ‘winter solstice festival’—a formal affair tied to the dark elves’ obsession with seasonal changes. They seem to be a few months off, by the judge of the weather outside and your own, superior Reptilian star-charts… But after centuries or even millennia belowground, you suppose some temporal drift makes sense.
“The messenger communicated that there was some urgency to this matter as well,” the Bastard notes, a touch uncertain. “He… She… The elf… They were unclear as to why. They only said that the one they call ‘Jazkarkmel’ said you would probably find it ‘politically and personally’ important to visit soon, to ‘best honour the feminine’.”
…Whatever that means. It isn’t like the elf leader to be so cryptic. Odd.
What do you do?
>The matter of bugbear hostility can be postponed no longer—you must put an end to these probing attacks, and demand an explanation and recompense from the Bogbarri Boss>This dark elf festival sounds very officious, and urgent (apparently?)… And you DO need to forge a proper alliance and trade deal to secure your place here… So you’ll attend to this first>You’ve traveled enough—forget the Drow and the Bogbarri both, you’re staying home where it’s cozy and attending to domestic matters! Send hunters and diplomats to handle the other races in your stead>Write-in 