“And I am Prince Amand Tayere, just in case I haven’t mentioned it.” Amand says with a wink. “Now then, come with me.” He says, turning and walking towards the beach. He guides the elf out of the forest, and they can soon see Amand’s ship docked at a, well, dock that certainly wasn’t there before... Dozens of laborers, who have gathered a large amount of stone and lumber, are hard at work assembling a base. There is already a foundation for a stone wall surrounding the town-to-be, and a large tent in the center, in which higher ranking members of the campaign have gathered to discuss plans. “Fine Tayere craftsmanship in the works! This will soon be our home away from home! What do you think, Sir Blue Talron?”<br/><br/>-----<br/><br/>Deda sighs. “Oh all right... But do you know where I can find any humans that don’t mind being eaten? They taste really good!” He says with a dopey smile, before catching himself and adding, “But of course I promise not to eat any that don’t want it!”