Deep in the forests of the west, tribal homes could be found lining an area surrounded by tall walls of made logs. Within the biggest tent within this place that takes up many miles of land was a tall three story tribal building. On the second floor was a large room with a massive throne made of bones and monster hides. On this throne sat a large man with a bone crown resting his head on his claw like hand, staring at the lizard man in front of him.
"You beastliness… The leopard tribe has said they will submit to you." a lizard man reported. This place was not just filled with beastkin of old but also the new beast spices that were slowly being discovered.
"Oh? These new tribes have no honor! They all submit before they we can even go to war. But then again they all seem to not understand the world we are in. This influx of women, though, is not good for our people either. Send an order to make more military barracks. We will start forming full women's squads. " The Beast King Garmock passed down his order.
"Your Beastliness, if I may interject. What if we have these newcomers become breeders for our men? Why are we giving them the same rights as the rest of our clan?" Bird like man asked.
"We are not to enslave our own people. All beastkin, new or old, will all have the same rights as the last. Why would I treat them any differently when they are our kind? We will not be like the other races. If you bring this up again, I will strip you of your rights to even stand on this council!" The Best King Garmock roared angrily, causing the bird like man to shiver in fear. He had only wanted to make a suggestion to fix the male to female ratio, but it seemed he had overstepped his bounds.
"Yes, Your Beastliness, I spoke out of turn." The bird like man replied with his head lowered in submission.
"It's good that you understand. Now, do as I just said. After the last war, our kind took a heavy hit. We are not even close to the strength we once had even after all thi…." The Beast King Garmock was interrupted when the door to his throne room was slammed open, and a group of lizard men wearing armor came in and knelt on the floor.
"Your Beastliness, we have come to inform you that a massive army of hairless monkeys are approaching our territory. They seem to have the ability to use magic and other strange weapons." One of the lizard men reported.
"Oh? The hairless monkeys? How big is their army?" The Beast King Garmock asked.
"It seems they are not just the hairless two letters but also beastkin, who seemed to have been enslaved within their ranks. Along with many other enslaved races as well. They have amassed an army of over ten thousand, it seems." The lizard man replied.
"Oh? Hmmmm…. While their numbers are not great, we do have to be careful of these strange weapons. From the information we have gathered on these hairless monkeys, we can officially say they are not an enemy we should look down upon. Have our forces get ready. Do not do a frontal assault. We are not the orcs. And just in case….." The Beast King Garmock paused for a moment before saying: "Send a message to Destiny City for backup. From what we know about that city, it is filled with all kinds of races living freely. They may be willing to help if we are unable to hold."
"I will send our fastest messenger. They should reach there within an hour." The lizard man replied.
There needed to be a contingency plan for everything. This was how the best King Garmock had ruled this far, keeping his people alive until this time. Without this ability to lower his head in times of need, he would not be able to keep his people alive until now.
Bret was sitting on top of a newly built watch tower looking out over the treetops when he saw a white down in the sky. It slowly grew bigger and bigger until he realized it was some kind of bird man. "Hmmmm? Can I help you?" Bret asked as the bird man came to a sudden stop in front of him.
"Are you part of what is known as Destiny City?" The bird man asked.
"That I am. My name is Bret, and I am General of the military of Destiny City." Bret replied.
"Then I am in the right place. My name is Tornack. I am a messenger sent from by his Beastliness, the Beast King Gormack. He has asked me to send a message to your leader. It is an urgent matter." Tronack bowed his head slightly to show respect.
"Alright then, follow me. I will take you to Destiny City to meet our Lord, but I must ask you to have a temporary magic contract placed on you. It is the bare minimum for entering our city. It will just be to keep you from harming anyone within the city." Bret did not wish to bring anyone anywhere unless they signed this temporary contract.
"This is not a problem." Tonack had expected such a thing. It was normal for most clans to do this to keep their people safe.
Bret nodded and waved his hand, casting the spell. Seeing the chantless magic surprised Tornack. He finally understood why the beast king would ask Destiny City for help. They were powerful people.
Tornack was brought to the hardly ever used throne room where Blake sat on his throne, looking lazily down at the bird man standing there. "You have come with an urgent matter?"
"Yes, the hairless monkeys have begun an attack on the beastkin clan. They are using enslaved races as the brunt of their forces while wielding strange weapons along with magic. The Beastkin clan is asking for your assistance in helping stop this invasion." The bird man replied.
