He would find Jubilost arguing over the purchase of some land of his own in the kingdom - and aggressively attempting to<del>badger the owner until they give in</del>barter for a good deal.<br/><br/>"Hmmph! Took you long enough. One would think that locating a dwarven fortress would be a simple affair. I imagine you had to slaughter half the indigenous wildlife within a few miles of the place, on account of them all attempting to kill you, first?" the gnome said. "Very well, man," he said to the landowner. "I shall take my leave, and my assistant shall complete the negotiations. Be warned - he is more ruthless than I!"<br/><br/>Sena seemed to take well to the area, though she would often just... vanish, for days at a time, without telling anyone, and reappear just as randomly - which might not be the best trait in a council member. Overall, though, the kingdom had held together in his absence.<br/><br/>Oleg would seem skeptical about the offer to build a city around his trading post; after all, he was just running a humble trading post, he didn't know much about cities, and he moved out here because he didn't particularly care for them. "But, you're lord of these lands, so I suppose it won't make much difference. Tax paid to you, tax paid to the Swordlords... not much difference to me."<br/><br/>"Speaking of Swordlords, there's a messenger for you, just got here a day ago," he said. "Something about a charter for you."<br/><br/>The Sootscales seemed a little skeptical of the offer. "We don't have amny kobolds to spare. Too many pups, not enough workers to handle the mine we have," the chieftain explained. "Maybe in a few years?"