Loki stayed silent during the beginning of the meeting. Slowly creating plans after plan in his mind to use against Dardanos with the information he was given along with what his own forces could bring. He immediately discarded anything that resembled the first war's tactics for the main force - they could easily be decoys or first waves to make him underestimate them.<br/><br/>Each of the lords/ladies gave him the impression of being strong willed and confident. It was a refreshing sight that was soon ruined by Dardanos' presence.<br/><br/>Along with all of the other guards who entered, his own rushed to his side as he stood from his chair allowing them to surround him after handing him his own swords that he had left on his horse's saddle.<br/><br/>Dardanos was just as twisted as he was when Loki met him in the First War to believe the land of the mortals would fall to his hand and be ruled by his hand alone. It was preposterous, plus Dardanos was probably unaware that if he did shroud this land in shadow the beings of light - such as the Seelie Fey, phoenixes, ents, elves, and others - would be forced to enter this domestic war to fight for the balance of light and darkness. And the Seelie Fey would prefer to wait for the last moment before ever joining into such a thing as this because it is a "mortal problem" especially with the prophecy surrounding it.<br/><br/>He gave a small nod to his guards while handing one of them his swords before the left to resume their posts. He sat down once more and waited for his moment to speak up. Queen Eira was just like her mother with inspirational speeches.<br/><br/>After the king of Cordelia spoke, Loki shifted forward and placed his forearms on the table so everyone could see him.<br/><br/><span style="color: #008040">"And the Kingdom of Amun also offers its resources, men, and airships. We shall help take the skies with Pyralis as the wind will always be in our favor. I also offer my own knowledge of tactics from the first war and those of the Seelie to help this endeavor."</span><br/><br/>He remembered the First War as if it had happened yesterday and it haunted his dreams every night. The staunch scent of blood, the sight of dissected/dismembered bodies, and the encroaching darkness that took hope with it.