Arabian Swindler

Construction was slow in Humuile. Wood and stone, while provided, only did so much. The inhabitants that were still around worked along with what changeling knew how to build, trying to get some semblance of home made. But from the needs of each house, it was already making an impact on their gathered materials.

So far, the minotaurs had devised each house to be a single upper room and a sizable basement. With their limited stock of materials, they were using everything they had to make each home handle a few people at a time. Or families in some cases. As of yet, there were only one real home-- three more planned for later on.

And while not extravagant or spacey, each one had the capacity to hold 20 people-- if everyone laid on the floor. And with how there was no real supplies for beds? That was the best that could be done. Mats and rugs being the only real comfort between body and floor. It gave a new meaning of ‘working from the ground up’, seeing as the older and even burnt buildings had to be torn down to make space.. And be rid of structural dangers.

While for underneath, Mercy had the Changelings kept working as best they could. They thought on making it almost Shifling like in how the tunnels work, well...attempted more like. Sadly they had to revert to more changeling like with resin and crafting.

However Mercy kept up her unicorn appearance, mostly in letting the people think this is a Gyspy Hive, if people knew she was a Queen? Well someone might decide to contact the Hunters. Granted that was a low chance-- but she wasn't talking about it.

Gem was working with the Minotaurs, helping the craft things with a makeshift forge. Granted it was a circle of stones with a fire pit, but it was something.

By the end of the first month, the ‘town’ looked more like some small village just starting out. A village that was working on the next home-to-be to hopefully make more room. It was about the time the mare with the trading goods finally came around-- with food. Food and water and a few other things unrelated.

When she saw the town and the sudden change, she was fast to find Sheer Force and hear what was going on from there. By the time Dejen had returned with more wood, the mare had left-- with a promise of possibly swinging by with things to sell to help get the town back on its feet.

This, of course, was great news. While it would be a month or two away, it also meant they had possible supplies coming in. But, even with this good news, came some bad. Like Sheer Force leaving with the mare tradesmen… and more importantly, when the day Miko came back.

No one was aware that she came back. In fact, Mynu was on watch by one of the houses when she noticed the kitsune making her way to the town. While most cast worried looks, Mynu gave a snort and went to meet her, greeting, “Miko. I haven’t seen you in ages. Why are you here?”

Glancing around, Miko was quick to say, “Meetin’ sum mates that I got a package fer.” Then smiled, “you happen to see’em? Little tykes, just anklebiters really. Yellow fur, black spots, couple of herno’s?”

Recognition in her eyes, Mynu said with a nod, “Yeah, I know them. Been here for a month.” Then motioned, “Come on. This way.” Moving down the dirt street. The sight was odd, and Miko had to glance about at the new houses, even the rubble pile of old charred wood that were old houses.

“Blimey, place is gettin’ cleaned up.” She remarked with some interest. “An’ no blinkered bloke tried to shank me yet.”

Giving a short laugh, Mynu told, “Yeah. Some sob decided to cut the place a break finally.” Then pause to motion to an improvised tent. “Over here.” Moving in and opening the flap to tell, “Cubs. Someone’s here to see you.” Then told to Dejen, “Hey boss.”

“Who’s ya boss?” Miko spoke while coming in-- and halting at the sight of Dejen, Gem, the Twins, Windy and Herbal. In an instant, that flame lit in her eyes as she said, “You.” Making Mynu actually flinch for once. Even the Twins flinched at her tone.

Dejen had only one word to give as he held a deadpan look. “Shit.” As he considers on what action to take, either flee, stand his ground to explain, or attempt to dodge?

He almost consider the latter as he could tell she was ready to kill him.

“Miko, Miko!” Bina and Bakari both spoke, moving up with their hands up, “Calm down.” “It’s not what you think.”

Jabbing a finger past them, Miko next to shouted, “He’s a bloody arabian slave ownin’ bastard!” Ready to brush past them if need be-- though the two were doing fair in holding her back… a little.

“It’s not like that!” Bina said while sliding back with her brother. “Windy’s slave born!” Making the vixen thankfully stop.

Mynu blinked slowly at the scene before telling, “I’m going to get back to my post.” Pointing behind herself before exiting out and letting the flap of the tent drop.

There was a heavy tension in the room, the kitsune glaring daggers at the hyena, and seeming to consider something before snorting harshly and backing up. “Slave born, eh?” She asked while reaching into her bag. “Yeah. Sure. I’ll take the excuse fer now.” but still glaring harshly at the male.

Hand drawing up, those in the tent could see two round stones of red and blue, looking fairly normal, though caged in some metal and chain. “Here ya go, little hooligans. Belong to ya.”

Smiling, Bina took the red one and smiled, “Thank you Miko.” Seeming to give a sigh of… contentment at the touch of the stone before moving the chained necklace to hook around her neck. She took a breath, sighing in a relieved way one did when refreshed.

Bakari was no different getting his around his neck, gripping his fist and rolled his shoulders. “I missed this.” He said with a slight smirk, but otherwise stayed in place… then gave a look to Miko and crossed his arms. “Dejen’s not a threat.” Through added, “Yet.”

In retaliation, Bina slapped the back of his head and said, “Bakari, rude much?” Then told to Miko, “Please, I know you’re beyond angry, but Windy’s slave born. You know how they’re treated. Dejen’s been good to her, we can vouch for him.”

Frowning, Miko glanced up and told, “I still don’ like it.” But still crossed her arms and waited in place, as if expecting someone else to say something.

Herbal clears his throat as he said. “Dejen would explain it to you,” then gave a stern look to the Hyena adding on. “If he wasn't sleep-deprived in working on the jets, then maybe things were handled differently.”

Dejen rolled his eyes, but soon heard Windy said. “I'm happy where I am and not going to leave him.” Then look up with a smile to Dejen as she asked. “Master, you were saying?” Getting the Stripe to smile then said.

“As I was saying, progress is doing good, we’re setting up houses and will begin the walls.” Then look to the twins and asked. “Now that you got your powers again, what's your plan?”

Both gave smiles, one of cheers and one of utter confidence, as Bakari told, “We’re going to get the water back.” Making a few stares at him for his bold statement.

Bina giggled and said, “Now that we have our strength back, we can get back to voyaging. Or more importantly, helping people out. The lakes dried out, and Bakari thinks there’s just some kink up the dried out stream.”

Smirking, Bakari took it from there. “We’ll run up, break the clog, and let the water flow back down. You’ll have clean water, we come back and work from there.”

Grinning some, Gem told. “That’ll get the people moral up. Make things a lot easier on the ship supply to.”

Herbal however spoke in concern. “But, we still need to get the land ready for spring time.”

“One thing at a time, what I want to ask is this,” said Dejen as he held a serious look to Miko as he asked. “You made sure no one tracked you, right?”

“Boss, she's a treasure hunter.” Said Gem as Dejen told.

“You heard what the twins said, everyone want their powers. Can't be too cautious if someone did follow Miko.”

While casting a flat gaze to the two twins that only gave the mixed look of sheepishness or indifference, Miko soon responded. “You told him.” Then looked to Dejen and told, “And yeah, I made sure to shake ‘em off.” Then smirked, “Pissed off a dragon to go rippin’ int’a one of them ships some guys used to follow me. Persistent, but I got rid of most.”

Then shrugged, “An’ really even if I did shake ‘em off? They’re bound to catch up somehow. Always do. I’m sure that someone saw me, an’ that someone’s gonna squeal. It’s a matt’a of when, Cap’.” Then added, “An’ how many. But I don’ think any are gonna be here any time soon. No’ with a pissy dragon stakin’ his territory to the world where I last past.”

Grinning, Dejen said. “Good, that’ll buy us some time till then,” then jokes. “Back with the ‘cap’ title? Giving me the benefit of the doubt before you decide to shank me?”

Dagger seamlessly slipping out and being flipped about in her hand, the vixen grinned. “Cap’, you do something to piss me off, I’ll gut ya. Bu’ these two?” Reaching a hand out to ruffle Bina’s hair playfully and making the girl giggle. “They like little sib’s I nev’a had. Been through a lot. Help me escape places I coul’ of died or just be trapped in a few times. Real smart, they are. Nartule outbackers.”

“Not to mention one of them's a troublemaker like me.” Tease Dejen as he look to Bakari as he shook his head and said. “But joking aside, you two need anything for the stream-- or your good on your own?” Looking over the improvise map of Humili as he added in amusement. “And are you two going to show off while getting the water?”

“I won’t.” Smiled Bina ever so innocently like an angel.

“I will.” Bakari said at the same moment with a grin.

Rolling her eyes, Miko said, “Alright ya ankle biters, get goin’.” Moving to reach out and open the flap of the tent. Almost like there was new life in them, there was a kicking of dust and a sudden rush, as they heard.

“Race you there!” “Like you’ll win!” “I’m faster Bakari!” Their voices fading ever so quickly as they watched what used to be moderately fast kids-- turn into utter speed-demons. Debt, on his way back from his own work nearly spun in place as the two blur-like-cubs rushed past, wind and dust lightly rushing around him for a moment.

Miko laughed and said, “Good to see them hooligan’ get their spring back int’a there heels.”

Gem snort in amusement with cross arms. “Only cuz they got part of them back now.” Then nod to Dejen as she went on as she told. “I'll be coordinating on the wall, boss!” Seeing her walk off as Dejen asked to Miko.

“What's next for you? Traveling down southward for any good leads of treasures?”

Rolling her eyes and placing a hand on a cocked out hip, Miko told, “Settin’ camp, gettin’ grub and get a chat in with Mynu on what’s goin’ on.” Then turned, telling back while leaving, “I’m keepin’ to here for a bit. Then I’ll figure out what’s what then.” Leaving it mostly at that.

“Fair enough.” Said Dejen, hearing the flap of the tent as Debt look to Dejen and asked.

“Was that the twins that went by me?” Seeing his grin was all the answer the gnoll took, as Debt nodded and said. “Ah. I'm here to inform you that we’re getting another house up. As well as we’re running out of wood.”

“Inform Bumosi that we’ll fly to the woods for harvest.” Then asked to Debt. “Hive?”

“Nearly finish in progression, but Mercy is antsy on getting more for the Hive.” Dejen nodded, as he then asked.

“Food?”

“With the trademare, we’ll last for another month.” Said Debt as he added. “Also if we’re lucky, the town might declare you the new mayor-- or lord if what I saw is correct.” Getting Dejen to look at him with slight skeptical as Debt told. “Moral is growing high, Sir. For once there seem to a sort of content on the townsfolk.”

For a moment the striped thought that over a bit. While it was good that the town was looking up to him, and even thinking highly of him, there was something he had to think over. How it would affect his overall position. As an information broker, he needed a means to gather information. But, how much control did he want? The more of a Lord of the Land he was, the more tied down he was.

“Oooh~ Someone’s getting worried.” A few had to blink as Asha made her appearance, rather unannounced seemingly as always. She gave a large smile and said, “Heya. What’cha all doing?” Moving herself right in while giving a sparkly eye look around. “Is this a secret meeting?” She teased while taking a spot to sit down. “And you didn’t invite me?”

“For the record, you were busy eating.” Said Dejen as he motioned Herbal to leave as the stallion nodded, as Windy told.

“We’re just talking of stuff around the town,” then said with a happy smile as she latch onto Dejen and said to Asha, “and Debt said that Master might be the new Lord here!”

With a glance, Asha said, “Really?” Then went on to say, “that’s an awful big responsibility~” Singing the last bit out with a large smile.

“Yeaaah,” started Dejen as he soon said. “But I think it's better for someone else to do the job. You know, maybe one of the locals here, someone who knows the lay of the land and all.” Herbal raises a brow, as if something was missed as he asked.

“Dejen, are you...thinking of not being a Lord?” to which Dejen denied.

“No, no. I’m just saying, maybe someone else should take it, I’m an info broker after all.” placing a hand on his chest as he went on. “I do have things to do, people to meet, information to take. All that stuff.” Windy furrowed her brows at him, as even if she wasn’t a changeling, she could tell her Striped was...unsettle at the thought. Debt soon told in a blunt manner.

“You don’t wish to be the new Lord, do you Sir?” to which Dejen denied with a straight face.

“Being a Lord is a lot of responsibility, and I’m not cut out for the job, I’m too...shifty to be in a position of politics, not to mention I doubt the other Lords of Iron Hold will recognize my possible status of Lordship here.” All three look at him...and Debt asked to Asha with a straight face.

“He doesn’t want to be a Lord out of fear, does he?”

Giggling, Asha asked, “Why ask me if you all already know?”

“Afraid? I’m not afraid!” said Dejen as he told. “I just think I’m not...potential enough to be a Lord, that's all!”

Shaking her head, Asha told, “You think you’re not good enough.” Then went on while looking over the small map. “You're not confident, don’t think you can handle it. Don’t think that you're the right person because the very thought of so many trusting you, to hold so many close, would result in something you fear most.”

She didn’t say much more than that, but did smile up and told, “I just stopped by to let you know the ground’s getting better. Bit by bit. And that there is a storm coming, not a strong one. But enough that it might be a good idea to have things tied down.”

Asha then glanced to Herbal and told, “Katty’s also feeling a bit under. She’s taking a rest in your shared clinic now.”

Concern filled the stallion as he asked. “She’s not feeling well?” then said to Dejen. “If you pardon me, I need to make sure she’s alright.” quickly galloping and taking into the air as when he was gone and out of hearing, did Debt snort and asked to Asha.

“Is she finally knocked up by the doctor?” getting both Dejen and Windy looking surprise.

“Wait, she’s pregnant?” said the Striped.

Shaking her head, Asha said, “Nope. If she was I would be vibrating in excitement.” Then said, “She has just been feeling a bit tired and a little sluggish. I’m not sure what’s happening myself. She’s not sick, but her body is tired. Exhausted really.”

Dejen thought a bit as he soon recalled something and said in realization. “It's the weather.” gaining looks as he told. “Shiftlings can’t handle cold weather, they are most used to warm tropical areas, or areas within the summer and spring. Not like fall or winter.”

Asha gave a look to that and seemed to say, “She’s been in her pony from the most to resist the chill. And even then it doesn't seem that cold for her.” Then thought on it and said, “I’m not really sure what’s up with her. Best feeling I can match it to is…” Scrunching up her face she said, “Is like growing pains I guess.”

“Growing pains?” asked Windy in confusion, as Dejen thought with a free hand under his chin. Trying to recall anything, anything he could from Shima...but soon told. “Don’t know what that can be. Maybe I can ask Mercy if she knows something, if Katty isn’t feeling well? Then we have to be ready for anything.”

“Sir, are you certain you aren’t capable of leading?” spoke Debt as he told on. “Because you have the makings of a leader, Sir.”

Rolling his eyes, the Striped told. “Leading a shady information organization is one thing, leading an actual town as a public representative, is another.”

Before Debt could even give a full on questioning gaze, Asha seemed to cut off his thoughts. “If he thinks he isn’t ready, then he’s not ready.” Having a certain look in her eyes. “He might have the makings of a leader, doesn't mean he is ready to be a leader.” Then gave a nod to Dejen. “It is your choice. Follow what your heart says.” Then told, “Just don’t let fear stop you from doing what you feel.”

Standing, Asha said, “Well, I need to go and check up on the lake. I have this weird urge telling me to go by the edge for a drink, even when there’s nothing but dirt. Weird, right?” Then padded her way out of the tent.

As they watch her leave, Debt look to Dejen as the Striped told. “Go and get some rest from the work you did. You earn it.” the gnoll look to his employer, wanting to push the conversation back...but soon said.

“Very well Sir.” turning to walk out, as when Windy came down on her hooves, Dejen said to her.

“Walk with me.” turning to walk as the pegasus followed her Master, concern on her face of whatever he was thinking of. And what Dejen thought of...was both Asha words, and Debt own. As he wondered, could he be a true leader? We’re an information group, we gather information, give it to others, and that's that. We live under someone shadow, letting them rep the benefit, while we get the goods and they get the credit. Like in Ramada.

But he wasn’t home anymore. He was in a slowly constructed town. His slowly constructed town. That thought made him wonder more. It is...the reason we’re here. Start a new, build things up-- but I’m not that sort of leader material. in all honestly he felt like running away. He felt like when everything was patched up and good to go...just leave to...to wherever.

We could make this our pitstop. Let the Hive settle their love here. Move around the Iron Holds, gather information, supports-- favors. I can still get my way of info broker things. but another problem hit him. He was running low on money. More specifically bits. I have at least...10k left. Most of the remains were used for fuel, food, tools, parts. Even clothings for these lot. I need more. More to provide for my group. Maybe I can go down to one of the capitals, gain money through gambling? but there was that martial law, and technically him and his group were foreigners.

Even more, most of the ship crew were changelings. And the Minotaurs might search the ship for ‘illegal’ things or people. They might even take the ship as ‘evidence’. a frown on his face as he didn’t like that. Maybe I can head back to the west, to Equestria, maybe the Crystal Empire, I heard they got some stuff I could learn or maybe get through gambling. Maybe head down to Los Pegasus, I can make a killing there.

But there was another problem.

Mercy Hive. Or more specifically, his Hive. She's been trying to get a new hive for a good while. I try, dear god I try-- but...ugh, maybe I should ask Herbal for a test. I doubt its her, so maybe its...me? Maybe something's up with my genetics or something? Figure out what's going on with me, maybe him too. He’s been trying really hard with Katty a bit. It was honestly say what he wanted.

On one hand, he wanted to stay, as this was a project of his...But on the other hand, Asha was right. He was afraid. He wasn’t confident in himself, he honestly didn’t think he should be responsible for all these lives...He couldn’t help but give a bitter laugh to himself. Especially as Windy held a concern look as she heard it from him.

Look at me, new body, new world-- same fears and shit. The moment I got something big and juicy before me, I run away like the coward I am. Pretending it's not for me and dive back in the shady area like the swindler I am. Hell. I probably don’t deserve those ‘winding strings’ on me. Sumria, I don’t know what you saw in me-- but I don’t deserve it.

Moving through the town that he helped start to bring up, he could see the small ghosts of smiles that all had. It was possibly the first time in a long time they all felt such a relative safety. Actual homes. Actual food. Actual water. They were all still pretty much jobless, and had nothing really to their names-- not even gold… but they were provided for. Really it’s all they could have asked for, for the most part.

Moving to lean on one of the houses, Dejen stared out at the area of dirt that had become a bit greener with grass, Asha some yards away and sitting patiently at the edge that once was a lake. It was hard to tell how he should feel about the Lioness from time to time. She seemed to generally mean well-- but was way too on point with things.

He had to snort in some odd thanks she wasn’t too nosy and didn’t have overly loose lips. As bubbly as she was, Asha wasn’t really blabbermouth. Only saying what needed to be said or saying what people already knew or suspected.

Which...is what I don’t like a bit. thought Dejen as Windy sat down by him on her haunches, leaning by his leg as he let his hand pet her head some as he thought on. She already saw through me on day one. Saw everything about me without even trying. Granted it helps with me talking to the twins in what honesty I can give...but… a frown on his face as he scratches a bit on Windy ear as she gave a hum and nuzzle his leg in response.

It’s like she knows everything that might happen, see everyone dirty little secrets, but chose to say when the time was right, or not say it for their benefit. Hell, she sometimes make Debt unease and the guy isn’t easily uncomfortable by anyone. It was hard to say the very least, even more in how ironic as he was the head of a group that used to work in the shadows, doing dirty stuff and do things most people wouldn’t touch.

And yet Asha, with her white and unblemished coat, with that full on sunshine personality see secrets they had to pry out of…

It made him blink some. A Whitemane, a total opposite of our group...is with us...out of place with a secretive group. Mercy mention that Dadisi was more along our types, secretive, cold, calculative with that cunning and hidden emotions with a side of odd shadow magic...isn’t with us, yet Asha is. it made him think on one word.

Why?

It made no real sense. If anything, this Dadisi should have been the one to be with them. But there Asha was, sitting by the dry lakes edge, waiting… watching… and seeming to even bask in the sun that reflected off her white coat. Almost gaining an illusion of glowing in the light form how much the sun’s rays reflected off of her.

It was very strange to say the least of why she was with them.

Flicking an ear, Dejen and a few other’s paused in their daily activities. There was an odd rumbling sound… one that almost rumbled and tumbled. Turning to look of where it was coming from, Dejen blinked and watched what looked to be a sudden wall of bubbling water flowing down the large ditch. He felt glad they didn’t try to dig or work on anything in it. The rushing tides of water rushed in like a flood.

All watched as it spilled into the lake area, swirling and spreading far and wide while uprooted trees and driftwood were harshly pulled along. What really got his attention the most was, a couple of whooping sounds. He had to blink some more, seeing Bina and Bakari using their own pieces of driftwood to surf what was a dangerous and hazardous rush of water into the lake-- both giggling or laughing out in glee while ridding the hazardously rushing waters. Admittedly, they were actually pretty good in surfing it.

What only made the sight all the more bizarre was that when most of the lake had filled, the water level that came up hardly even got close to touch Asha’s paws and be just high enough for her to dip her head down to get that drink. The remaining water’s moving on and rushing out another opening in the lake to keep the river going down another empty and dried ditch.

“Master, did you see that?” asked Windy in slight awe as Dejen gave a single nod and said.

“Yep, I did. So did everyone else.” looking to the two twins as he wonder, what were they going to do after helping the town? They mention they were going to travel, maybe do good works. But there is that demon, and that minotaur guy they mention. thought Dejen as he noticed the two were slowly surfing to land and get to dry land. Both were looking a bit wet, but were looking fine. Even more they were both laughing at their apparent fun.

Maybe...I could help them, sure maybe not fight a demon, because that's crazy for me...but the minotaur? He’s wealthy, he owns a few places...maybe I can help with that, sure it's a bit selfish...but I have to be a selfish guy, for my group sake. Liking that thought of reasoning as he got off the wall, walking with Windy following to the twins drying a bit as he joked with a grin.

“And you said you weren’t going to show off-- except for Bakari, as he does love to stroke his ego a lot.”

Shaking his head and making some water fly, Bakari told with a grin, “It’s not ego. If I can do it, then I can do it.” Then went on to say, “And there was a block. A really big one too.” Then went on with a grin, “Bina and I broke it though. A couple of rocks won’t stop us.”

Giggling a bit, Bina settled and told, “The town should be fine now. We removed the boulders that were stopping the water. Should be good for here, came from one of the nearby mountains. So don’t be surprised if some ice flows down river.”

Chuckling some, Dejen grin as he said. “Naw, some ice should be good for our ice box to keep frozen.” although he asked in slight curiosity. “So now what? You two planning to head out with Miko? Or were you thinking of taking care of some thorns on your side, like say that minotaur guy you mention?”

Bina rubbed her arm to that and said, “We’re not sure yet.” Thinking a bit on it and going on, “While it’d be nice to travel around again? We’re not sure if now’s a good time.”

Nodding to this, Bakari told, “They know that once we got our stones? They’ll bring out the really big sticks to take us down.” Then went on, “Thing is… I think they thought we had our stones before. Maltar has stopped taking chances with us.”

Nodding, Bina told in example, “After we tore down his third slaver base? He stopped underestimating us and just made sure to keep cannons, heavily armed troops and mages and a few battle-trained slaves to fight us at every turn. Poison too if he feed it to us!”

Hmm, so they aren’t going to be traveling for a good while. Not good, need to get a reason on why I’m leaving, or try to leave. thought Dejen as he asked in curiosity. “This Maltar guy, is he known in the Iron Holds? You mention he’s influential, but hard to get anything on this guy without gathering suspicion on myself.”

Frowning, Bina said, “He’s more like a sky-pirate than anything.”

Snorting, Bakari said with crossed arms to his sister, “You mean if a Pirate had a pervy like for slaves, selling them to anyone sick enough to take them and makes friends with more pirates and slavers.”

Sighing some to this, Bina said, “He has a lot of friends in the west. He rarely comes this way, because there aren't as many airships to attack. Or vulnerable villages and towns to raid. He likes keeping to the skies near the sea.” Then went on, “If he gets slaves, he either sends them to a base, to his slaver friends or if he thinks they won’t fight? Sell them as soon as he can.”

Windy pressed close to Dejen side, having a unsettle expression on her face as Dejen calm the mare with a gentle brush of her mane as he took that in. Not good. Won’t be able to make a dent to Maltar. Sure ship is fast, but its not strong enough, nor got the weapons to handle sky fights. Hmm, maybe check on this Rah-Rah gal Felix mention? Ask her to help me with the Innovations. Thinking a bit as he said.

“Well, that’s problematic. It means we can’t do much for now.” glancing to them with a low smile. “Sure, we’re in hiding technically in being this forgotten town, but it also means we can’t get rid of those threats yet. Means we got to build up ourselves.” then scratch the back of his head as he went on. “Problem is? I need more funding, getting low with helping this town in terms of supplies.” then added with a shrug. “I’ve been thinking of traveling again, maybe see around the Irons Hold?”

Windy look up and asked in slight worry. “Master, are you really that afraid of being a Lord?” nuzzling into his hand some as she told. “You’re good at leading, Master.” Dejen clears his throat at that and said to the twins.

“Pretend you didn’t hear that part, at all.”

Snorting, Bakari asked, “You’re scared of sitting around a town?” Then got a strong elbow from his sister.

“It’s not funny Bakari. It’s a big responsibility.” Bina told almost sternly.

“He could handle it.” Insisted Bakari. “He leads changelings, right?” Getting a look from his sister. He shrugged, “You know I’m right.” Making her sigh.

“Thing is, leading changelings are very different from a town. I need to focus on getting jobs, taxes, trade-- which we don’t have as winter is coming. Not a lot of chances for people to earn money.” then went on as the Striped told. “Not to mention, I don’t even know the first thing about being a political figure head, much less run a town. All I’m good is working information, swindling, and playing poker and cheating people of their money.”

“Isn’t that what Politicians do?” Asked Bakari in a blunt manner. Making Bina just double-facepalm at his choice of words.

“Not around here, they aren’t.” told Dejen. “Most minotaur lords are full of that honor stuff. Me? I’m a Striped from Arabria, the only thing I might get good at, is getting a target on my head from either the Lords or from someone who might not be too keen on the likes of me here.” then added with a snort. “Sides, what could I do to make these people consider I’m the best option in leading them?”

Shaking her head, Bina said, “We wouldn't know. We didn’t travel through Iron Holds too often.”

Bakari said offhandedly, “They don’t like it when you make trouble. And since people come after us a lot, we sort of got into more trouble than we planned.”

Dejen rolled his eyes and said. “Ask the locals, they’ll give you some insight.” then said. “Anyway, I’m thinking of sticking with you two more, mostly to remove that pirate out of business and plunder everything of his for myself.” then thought and remarked. “Maybe I should head down south, get in touch with the cities and find this ‘Rah-Rah’ Felix mention, might help improve the Innovation a lot more than flying fast.”

“Miko knows Rah-Rah.” Bina spoke up quickly. “She used to tell us about how she and her did a few things together. Even taught Miko how to work most mechanical things.” She thought and asked, “You could ask her, she would know where to look.”

“Next stop, where Miko is, come on Windy!” told Dejen as the pegasus followed the Striped, as she used her wings to fly up by him as she look to him and apologize.

“Sorry if I spoke too much, Master. I meant well.” he sighed and nodded his head, raising his hand to pat her head and told.

“I know Windy, but I’m not the type of guy these people may want. I’m just a swindler.” then amended. “Okay, maybe I’m also an inventor and poker player-- but overall I’m just a crook in a sense.” Windy frown some, as she nuzzle the hand and told.

“You're so much more than that, Master. So much more.” Dejen rolled his eyes to her as he thought to himself.

Even your own slave believes more in you, than you do Dejen. Ain’t that sad? he focus around to find the kitsune, as he saw her sitting on some wood to be used for a house as he moved up and said. “Hey Miko, Bina mentioned you know Rah-Rah, right? I was wondering if you would point me the way to her. Need to get my ship upgrade for something.”

Glancing up from something she was looking at, Miko placed it away and asked, “You wanna meet Rah-Rah?” Lifting a brow before crossing her arms and leaning back with crossed legs. “An’ for upgrades to tha’ big’ol tub of yours?” Tilting her head to think about it some before asking, “Why?”

“Me and Felix were working on the Innovation, couldn’t finish in time as we craft the new engines. He mention Rah-Rah was more talented in the ship areas. Not to mention I’ve been thinking of something, a plan really.” then scratch Windy head as the pegasus soon latch onto his back as he told to Miko. “I’ve been thinking of removing some thorns the twins had on them, specifically one of them named Maltar.”

Snorting, Miko said, “Well, ain’t ya one to get int’a deep shit trouble?” Then went on to say, “Listen good, Cap’. We’ve been dealin’ hard hits to Maltar for years now. Why, I can’t even count the lacky’s I gone and sent down to the sea in a ball o’ fire or chaos.” then pointed up to him, “He bounces back, ‘cause he’s got gold. Lots of it. An’ more to come.”

Miko shook her head and went on, “Felix, I an’ Rah-Rah, when we still move aroun’, butted heads with him. Coulden’ handle his big operation cuz it was jus’ too big an’ all over.” Then went on, “An’, well, we had different things. It was a one-time-job thing fer a treasure I was lookin’ fer.”

Shaking her head, the treasure hunter told, “Point is? I messed with the guy since, and he ain’t no pushover. Got some big contacts workin’ with him part-time.” Then went on, “What was that one guy’s name? Beveeny? Nah… More like edeejy? No that ain’t it.” Tapping a finger to her lower lip. “Sounded kinda like your name.”

“Wait ...you mean ...Dejeen?!” nearly shouted Dejen as Windy look surprise at that.

Snapping her fingers, Miko grinned, “Yeah, that’s it!”

“Miko, I know who he is.” said Dejen as worried fill his tone. “He is the Sultan of Abbasa in Arabia. He is the most influential stallion in all of the lands there.”

“Yeah?” Asked Miko, “Where’d ya think he got all those Slaves from to sell off?”

He paused to think, as he began tapping his chin. No, no...this is a bad idea… started Dejen as he thought on. but it could work. If we time it right, if we hit the right areas, but doubt fill him. how long until Maltar is in business? Even if we stay here, there is the threat of him, that demon-- those two aren't going to be safe, and we are losing money. Windy looking concern at Dejen on his back as he thought on.

But we’re running low. We can’t keep this up. We need a new inflow, a new way to gain money and gambling in the southern of Iron Holds ain’t going to cut it. He thought hard and long as he knew it was a high risk...but that's what he does best. High risks, high rewards.

“Miko...how would you feel, on hitting Maltar very, very hard, with one of his supporters in Arabia on who we talked about?” looking to her as he went on. “While it may not be the same as hitting the guy, if we take down Dejeen and everything of his? Maltar is going to lose a lot of money, supporters, and goods that will strain his resources for a few years.”

Laughing, Miko said, “Less ya know someone that woul’ take up his cushy throne? I’d say ya be better off playin’ cat an’ mouse with most of them Arabian wankers.”

“Yes actually.” said Dejen as he said. “I’ve been in Arabia for three years, I know how the stakes are-- and I also know who can fit into that throne too.” grinning as he said. “Even more, they owe me a pretty big favor too.”

Tilting her head, Miko asked, “So they family to this Dejeen guy?” Making Dejen ready to say no, but pause to actually consider a stray thought about that.

There is a possible family member...one that bastard sent. he couldn’t help but shiver in fear as he said. “Well...there is one-- but I dread of even getting near them for one reason.”

With a small laugh, Miko asked, “Whot, you do somthin’ to piss them off?”

“No, they have a guardian who is a giant ‘Queen’ Cobra who can easily swallow me up and everyone else within this town.” dryly told Dejen. “And the family member is a 12 year old filly.”

Miko thought to that a bit, and gave a slow nod, “Alrigh’. Big sheela snake between you an’ her… an’ she ain’t really old enough t’ just take charge.” Thinking a bit on it and saying, “Don’ mean it’d hit Maltar in the balls and keep him from doin’ his job easy or nothin’.” Then considered Dejen before asking, “She’s just a option, ain’t she?”

“Yes, she's an option. Trust me, I wouldn’t even get near her unless I got no choice. The last time I got near them, we were in a labyrinth.” then continued on with his original thoughts. “But anyway, this guy I mention who owe me? I rather get him on Dejeen throne, he can do a lot more better than Dejeen can, and is a cousin of a good friend of mine!” then had a hand under his chin and told.

“But, I rather we stop by Rah-Rah first. Get my ship all worked out before I even think of heading to Arabia, as Dejeen will have a potential bounty on my head for ‘wronging’ him.”

While Miko frowned, she asked, “So… what’cha payin’?” Making Dejen look to her. “Ya know… what’cha gonna pay Rah-Rah to do the work?”

“All I have left is 10k of bits. I was thinking of paying her with some of it, and helping her do the work as to cut costs, with me and Gem helping her work, I think a good 8k might be able to pay for the work on the Innovation.”

Almost smirking now, Miko asked in an almost devious tone, “How much o’ ya ship are you hoppin’ to look the same?”

“I don’t like that look. I really don’t like that look.” said Dejen as he then answer. “Hopefully what remains of the looks of the hull...but why are you asking?”

Laughing, Miko told, “Well kiss what you knew goodbye! If you want Rah-Rah to do somthin’? She’s gonna rip out the innards and replace it with somthin’ better.” Then added in, “Unless her Smithy dragon buddy happens to be around the same time. Might as well let them build ya a new flying boat with how different it’ll be!”

“Smithy dragon?” asked Windy in curiosity, to which Dejen add in.

“I didn’t knew dragons were around the Iron Holds, though they be mostly at that mountains of theirs.”

Shaking her head, Miko said, “Dragons an’ minotaurs got somthin’ going on. They don’ mind the other too much. A few Dragons come to visit or talk politic shit with the king for whatever reason. Not too uncommon fer the big scaly reptiles to crawl over a city or two now an’ then.” Then shook her head, “But yeah. Visits Rah-Rah. Somthin’ about ‘artistic work’ or ‘vacation spot’.”

Should I keep going in this conversation of heading out...or maybe change it to Rah-Rah? thought Dejen as he had a feeling he should keep as far as he could from this ‘friend’ of Rah-Rah. However he did figure he should head out soon, or as soon as he could as he asked. “When are we able to head out to meet her? The sooner the better, right?”

Making a face to that, the vixen huffed and got up telling, “When ya wanna leave? I can show ya jus’ where t’ go.” Then went on, “I also know a few routes to get past patrols. Martial laws still up, an’ there a bit touchy. Can even talk them down if I gotta.”

“That would be appreciated, I just need to check a few things out with the locals to make sure they can handle themselves while we’re gone.” said Dejen as he turned and added to Miko. “I should be prepared within an hour or so, just enough time to clear things up.” although he did add in his thoughts. Maybe ask Bina and Bakari to stay for a bit? Mostly to help Bumosi with the logging, or Jumvi with the stone work in that quarry. Humili should be good enough without me and the ship. With the food easily stretch, this place can last for a month, even more with newly clean water.

“No.” told Debt as Dejen look to the gnoll, as Debt continue on. “Sir, with all respect given, you are not leaving with the ship so soon.”

“I’m not going alone, I’m just taking you, Gem, Windy, a few changelings, and Miko to show me the way to Rah-rah.”

“What the gnoll meant, boss?” said Gem with cross arms. “Is that you got some stuff to do here that needs you.” Dejen shrug to that and told.

“Herbal got all his medical stuff in that new clinic of his, you got your improved smithy you can do later when we’re done with the ship, Mercy has her hive-,” to which Mercy told.

“The town isn’t supportive enough, Dejen. There's still too little housing, even if there's water for everyone? Not enough crops to make or even attempt to make crops, winter is still coming. That trademare only comes in a month or two, add in the bandits traveling and raiding, they might see this town as a sitting target with no defense or military. Even with us, there's only so much defense.

“Yes I know you’re planning to make changes, but even if you, Gem and Rah-Rah work on it? How long until the changes are done? We wouldn’t have an idea.” Dejen was quiet to that as he said.

“But the twins could help in the defense easily and gather materials now they got their stones back.”

“But we don’t have any idea how truly strong they are.” spoke in Debt as he told. “Face it sir, you’re needed here more than you think,” then added with narrow eyes. “And you’re not going to sneak away. This town doesn’t have anyone leading it, no one is able to organize it but us. Or more specifically, you as you are the leader of the Scars.” getting Dejen to glance around in the tent as he suggested.

“Maybe Mercy can-,”

“Even if I could, I’m still a ‘unicorn mute’, Dejen. Your face is known everywhere by these people. They know something is bad when you and the ship is gone. Already the emotions are slowly rising up, if you leave? They'll plummet back down.” then added with narrow eyes. “Or you just want to leave because you aren’t sure you’re up to the task?”

“I’m always up to the task, Mercy.” said Dejen as the mare snort and told.

“Then prove you’re the male I fell in love and actually start leading these people. You’re needed a lot more than you assumed you were.” to which Gem gave a firm nod.

“You organize these lot, you put down the outlaws and filed out the mercs, you got the supplies and even gave them clothes ready for winter. You be surprised on what they’re saying about you.”

“Oh? And what are they saying about me?” snark Dejen a bit.

“Hope.” All glanced as Asha seemed to once more invite herself in, and did so while naming off idly. “Inspiration. Savior. Hero.” She smiled and said, “I even think I heard a few whispering about trying to throw a celebration in your name, but can’t because there’s not enough to use for one.” She padded more inside and told, “You gave them hope. I think that’s enough reason for them to talk about you so highly.”

“Anyone can give hope, just give an inspirational speech, toss in some food, buildings and supplies, and they’ll be happy enough.” said Dejen.

Chuckling, Asha asked, “But you did more than that, didn’t you?” Sounding ever so knowing. “It’s like I said. You don’t have to be what others want. That is your choice alone.” Then went on, “But, there is one thing everyone here is right about.” Then went on, “They need you still. Maybe when all is said and done, and they can stand, you can choose to stay… or to leave.” Then glanced to Herbal to add, “Even if you do leave, Herbal might not be able to do his job as much as you think.”

“What she meant is that Katty is still not feeling good.” said Herbal as he looks to Dejen. “She’s been keeping to the bed and sleeping...a lot. It...it worries me. I’ve been thinking of going to Arabia to ask Shima what's wrong with her but…” glancing to the side adding. “But it's a risk for Katty. So I have to stay near her in case anything is wrong, or at least...provide some warmth to her than the blankets.”

Asha then turned to Mercy, “And he’s not the only one. Is he Mercy? Even you need him here.” Then glanced to Gem, “And you’re not ready to leave yet. So much work to be done. Even for the ship, maybe?” Perceptively asking that bit.

“Yeah, she’s right boss, the ship was used to hull things. Never for hauling rocks and lumber so much. The warship need to be patched up and fixed since it was used as a cargo ship. I dare say we ain’t going nowhere till I’m done with that, even less with the town needing lumber and rocks.” Mercy added in to Dejen.

“Even with the storage love, I still need your love, Dejen. As well as figure out from Herbal on why we’re having trouble.”

Asha sat and made herself comfortable, watching attentively but not speaking any further. Her blue opal eyes watched with a curious manner, if not understanding one. Whatever she was seeing though, she wasn’t sharing for whatever reason.

“Even more, Sir? You are needed for more than leading, you're needed for support.” told Debt as he looks to his employer and went on. “Whether or not you want to be a Lord or not, you can’t run away. Not with us dependent on you.” Seeing Dejen let his fingers tap on the table, as Debt went on. “You done more for this town, for this group than you ever thought-- but you’re needed more than ever.”

“And how am I supposed to pay for costs?” spoke Dejen. “We’re running low on inflow, 10k is all we got left, we may last if we stretch it some, but at the end of spring we’ll be having little than over 5k left in terms of gathering food and materials to help the town.”

“By the end of spring, land will be tilled, crops will start to grow.” They heard Asha spoke while she smiled. “You are not needed forever. Only until spring comes. Only five months. Maybe six.”

It made Dejen think that over, as he soon asked. “What about defense? Even if we get a wall up by then, no military or guards, even less of leadership. What then?”

“I dunno, maybe you can be the new boss?” said Gem. “You were after all, thinking making parts of this joint into a casino to help gain inflow.”

“That was before I found out that it wouldn’t work with how the towns and cities are spread out,” said Dejen as he went on. “Even if, I became the new ‘Lord’, I got no support, no actual standing in politics or a way to certify I’m ‘nobility’ with the King putting down martial law.”

There was a small laugh as Asha stood and told, “Silly striped hyena.” Looking amused. “You have eyes and ears, Dejen. Perhaps it’s time you stand, look… and listened?” Then turned to trot her way out, leaving them all rather bemused.

“The tartarus was that about?” muttered Gem as Dejen rub his face and told.

“I don’t know, mystics always give cryptic BS.” then took a breath and said. “Fine, we’ll stay for now, let's just...end the meeting till next time.” While Mercy and Debt frown to that, they knew that Dejen need some time alone, as one by one, Dejen heard the flaps of the tent, until he heard Windy spoke.

“Master?” gaining her to look up at him, as if worrying he want her gone as he smile and said gently.

“You’re coming with me.” she smiled and followed him, as Dejen mused on the situation before him. I can’t leave, this town need me, can’t let them handle it until spring. Can’t leave the other's as both ship needs repairs and the other needs me here...what am I supposed to do? How am I supposed to fix this? then scowl as he added. And what did Asha meant by that!? he took a low breath, mostly to calm himself as he thought. I can’t believe how stupid I’ll look…

As Dejen made a turn to the town ‘center’, being an old forgotten landmark as he stood by it, with Windy sitting by him on her haunches...and took the lioness advice of standing, looking and listening all around him.

There was a lot to be heard and seen. Children running around giggling and laughing-- some playing with some improvised ball they kicked around. A few townsfolk working out the stone and wood that was being used for the next house-to-be. A few more looked like they had come back with what looked to be wild veggies from some distance off. Even more were using the new well of water to make clay pots with new mortar pedestals.

And there was a sound of life. It was very small compared to what he was used to, nowhere near as busy and loud. But it was content. Happy even. Quite a few passing people gave him happy smiles, waves and respectful nods. Things he returned in kind before going back to listening and watching.

There was nothing high end to hear. Just normal going on things one would hear each day. A child doing something silly. A friend doing something stupid. A mother giving suggestions or nagging. A father teaching their sons. Friends showing new tricks. Children doing what they do naturally.

Though nothing really caught his attention as the hour began to slowly pass, the day almost up with how the sky tinted a purplish glow. Even as he looked up, Dejen rubbed his eyes and Windy blinked. Bit by bit, little thin wisps could be seen, the sky shining with gleaming stars and dancing with an array of slowly appearing rainbow colors.

For a moment, Dejen watched in wonder and shock as a little aura borealis began to show steadily. Bit by bit, and nothing overly flashy, but it was there. It was showing. He flicked an ear and glanced to see Mynu taking a seat on the stump that remained of the town hall. She looked up and watched the little light show for a bit before he turned back to watch too. After a while, she turned and asked both, “You looked surprised. Never seen the Dancing Lights before?”

With Windy shaking her head to confirm she hasn’t, Dejen said. “We both lived in Arabia for a very long time.” then added to himself. Never seen lights like that since back home in the north. With the Aurora showing in the night. then asked to Mynu. “Are they common in the night? I never really look out in the night time.”

Humming some, Mynu told in a more calmer, even detached tone, “Only during winter. We’re not far enough north to see them year around, but when winter comes, they start to show. It’s still fall, so they only show a bit.” Lapsing into silence before telling, “Did you know that the Diamond Dog packs that first came here used to believe that the sky was full of diamonds and gems?” Giving a small laugh. “They wished to dig into the sky to find the glittering treasure it had.”

She paused with a small smile and told on, “The packs even met those Herno cats. Asked about the sky when they didn’t get into a fight. Mostly how to get those lights.” She sat in some thought before going on, “Herno said, well, to them, that the Dancing Lights were a sign of winter, and that when you first see them, the Ancestors call you to find home. I never believed in things like that. But I can see why the Packs took up the thinking. Winter here gets pretty cold. You don’t find shelter, it’s likely you freeze.”

Mynu let that fall off before asking, “What’s got you standing out here Boss? I know the sky’s pretty as gems, but I thought you liked getting inside before the air starts to nip.”

Snorting some, he said. “With that rabbit coat I got on, I’ll be fine till it’ll freeze.” then soon told. “As for why I’m here? Mostly thinking, turns out this town is a lot more dependable on me than I first thought. Even heard from the other's a few here though I make a pretty good Lord for some odd reason.” shrugging a bit as he admits. “Sure I help a lot...but do I look Lord material?”

She glanced and considered that…. Then smiled and laughed, “Naw. You honestly look like some card-dealer I’d find in a bar.” Then went on, “It’s the cards. You make me think of them whenever you’re shuffling them. Dealing out cards, but also bringing in the gold.”

“I was always good at that.” joked Dejen. “Dealing, looking at my opponents-- and always take the pot with every trick I got.”

With a smirk, Mynu told, “Maybe once a working bar is made around this place, you should deal a hand to me and the other mercs still around. Haven't had a good game in…. A year?” She asked herself. “It’s been too long.” Then snorted, “Maybe drag that mangy cat, Ommuna in on it. Said he had a lucky paw with card games.” Then told, “He’s back by the way. He said he’ll stay. No charge.”

Raising a brow he said. “No charge? Okay there's got to be a reason why he said that. No merc I know willingly stay and be a guard for no pay.”

Shaking her head, Mynu told, “It’s a Herno thing. He might be a Mercenary, but even before you came, he would help out around here for no pay.” Then seemed to quote, “No honor in seeking gold, when the poor needs protection most.” Then told on, “He sees what you’re doing honorable. And to him, asking gold to do a task of good and Honor would be an insult to your work and house. Honor means a lot to them. To the point that if they feel they dishonored their own family, they will do suicide to make up for the dishonor they brought.”

“Thats fucked up.” said Dejen as he remarked. “Maybe Ommuna might like hanging around Debt. that gnoll been around me and not once did he ask for a raise for half the crazy shit I put him up with.”

Chuckling, Mynu told, “Ommuna doesn't charge extra if things go bad on a job. You paid him to do something? He will see it through. Asking for more would be dishonorable, and trying to cheat on paying on him is an insult to his honor.” Then shook her head and glanced back up. “He’ll help this place. But if there’s other jobs you have for personal reasons? Expect him wanting pay. Mercenary work is just how he gets money for his own survival. Not to get rich.”

Dejen thought a bit and said as he look in the sky. “Maybe I can ask him if he’s willing to travel around the Herno village, find other mercs to bring here to see if they can stay to protect this town during the winter? I mean sure I’m good with my crew, but the cold and changeling chitin don’t work well. Especially with snow.”

Pulling her brows together, Mynu turned to glance at Dejen. One leg coming up to rest on the burnt stump, she used an arm to hug it to her body and ask, “You’re wanting to find people to protect this place?”

“Yeah.” said Dejen, letting Windy climb to his lap as he settle down on the stone. Letting her relax on his lap as she nuzzle his hand that pet her head. “Like I said, this town is dependent on me more than I thought. Especially with bandits might seeing this as a good target to hit, mostly for food and clothing. Can’t risk that, and even with changelings around? They won’t be able to handle the cold without in disguise. That will cut down work force in terms of building homes when we can, or mostly gathering firewood for those with homes to stay in.” sighing a bit as he admit.

“Without the changelings of my Hive? There's about eight if Miko is included, as well as the twins in defending this town. Eight people alone isn’t able to fully protect this place, especially with us busy with other things while winter is passing.” snorting some in amusement, he added. “I guess I’m too good of a leader, I need to think on how to get this town fully protected and on its feet somehow with how things are.”

Staring at that and soon thinking, Mynu said, “Clans.” The single word making Dejen pause and give an odd look to her. “Herno’s might make villages, but most are clans or a collection of clans.” Then went on, “you could go to a village to see if a Clan is ready to split, or leave. Maybe find out if there’s a traveling Clan looking for a place to settle down.”

She then went even further, “I doubt you’ll find them, but there are Kitsune clans too. But they are secretive, and hard to find.” Then went on to say, “But both are honor bound people. They would be willing to help defend a town like this, maybe make it into their new village. The Kitsune would be harder to convince, they like living in hidden villages, or in service to an honored Herno house. So I’d place my bet’s on finding a Herno Clan.”

“The problem is, are they going to allow me to gain information like that?” said Dejen as he hums a bit. “With how some of them react to me, I doubt I can actually gain any leads without watching my words and keeping it polite. Best I might gain from them is a few handfuls than anything else, even more depending on which village I look into.”

Shaking her head, Mynu told, “I said that there are Traveling Clans.” And went on, “You can ask Ommuna more about it, he’s a Herno. But since winter’s coming? Those traveling clans are going to be looking for a place to settle down for the winter to come. And Herno’s?” She laughed, “They are strong. Ommanu can slice ten wooden poles in half with one slash.” Though seeing Dejen’s lifted brow, she added, “Twenty feet away from his blade.”

“Okay now that make sense.” said Dejen as he pet Windy mane, as he thought on asking Ommuna as he said. “Two questions Mynu, one: where's the mangy cat and is he awake? And two?” looking at her as he asked. “Seriously, are the people here really considering me being their Lord? Sure I got some waves, respectful nods and smiles-- but actually wanting me to lead them like that?”

Snickering, Mynu said, “Well, they’re considering you to be a mayor at the least.” Then shook her head, “But I really doubt they’re expecting you to be a Lord. That takes a lot of work. Impressing the King, making your own divided plot of land. Having your own standing military. Letting the other Lords who you are-- being ready if they decide to go to war on you for something.” Then rolled her eyes. “But if you’re a Mayor? Then you’re expected to swear fatality to a Lord under the King’s rule.”

“Yeaaah, the last Lord I ‘swear’ under was a good friend. I prefer not to swear fealty just to keep what freedom I have.” said Dejen with a roll of his eyes. He noticed a wince from the dog as he said. “Spill.”

Shifting, she said, “Well, if you already swore fealty under another Lord? Then… you can’t be a mayor under a Lord, or be a Lord yourself without your former lords consent.”

“Even if that ‘Lord’ is a Sultan from Arabia?” questioned Dejen. “We sorta had to part ways, and I can assume I left with his ‘consent’.”

Shaking her head, Mynu told, “It’s an honor situation. To swear fealty under another Lord would be seen as you betraying your former lord. You need concrete confirmation he released you of that fatality. If you don’t, you might as well be seen as a traitor to your Lord, and potential abandoned to other Lords.” Then grimaced, “Or a possible problem of a Lord to the King himself, who expects full loyalty of his subjects and nobility.”

Greeeeaaaat. Another thing to do when I hit by Arabia. thought Dejen as he thought and soon admit. “Maybe it's for the best, Mynu. to be honest, I’m not cut out for leading people like this. Sure I could try but…” being silent as he glanced down to Windy, then to Mynu as he then told. “I’m a coward. I sort of...run away when there's too many people dependent on me, when they want me to lead them with a big title and benefits.”

Rolling her eyes, Mynu told, “Another thing that the Minotaurs, Griffins and definitely the Herno won’t like. They hate cowardice.” Then gave a glance and said, “Why not nominate Bumiso?” Then went on, “He’s ex-military. He knows the in’s and outs of the situation.” Then snorted, “He might want to do his little woodsmen shop, but if you tell him the situation, I’m sure he’ll understand. This is just as much his home as it is mine.”

“Well...that's the thing, I’m debating on it because originally? This was...suppose to be home for us. To settle in, to let my Hive grow.” then added with a glance to her. “And no Hunters around here. Don’t know how the Hunters here work, but in Arabia? They were practically murderers with ‘legal’ attach to them.”

There was a low laugh. “Oh, you came to a spotty place then.” Mynu told before telling, “It’s a mixed back with Hunters. The King tolerates them as long as they keep to the laws. There is always a punishment for breaking of one, but as long as they abide by law? They are allowed to do their work. Only because Changelings can shape-shift and get close to use magic to change the minds of important people. Magic isn’t that practiced here, rare actually.”

Going on, the Diamond dog told, “Iron Holds doesn't hate changelings, but they are very strict about them because of how easy they can infiltrate in. The hunters are mostly a glorified specialized guard for the sole purpose of challenging denial into more sensitive areas. The mages and magical adapt here are just not skilled enough like in Equestria, the Kingdoms or Isles.”

He chuckled lowly to that as he said. “Now I’m tempted to stay longer.” then sigh and said. “But honestly? As much as I want to stay around, there's other business I need to attend to outside of the Holds. Specifically things that will save trouble down the road…” then let out a ragged breath and admit. “but...I’m still on the fence on what I really want to do. Stay and grow this place into my town, or leave, handle the business and just wander a bit. I know Mercy wants to stay, but she also knows how I am.”

Shrugging a bit as he said to Mynu. “I’m a swindling card dealer who take risks. I’ll be bored out of my mind staying here too long without any risk taking and high end rewards.” then added with a grin. “You can say it's how a Striped is, either do it all, or don’t bother trying.”

Shaking her head, Mynu told, “Wouldn't know. You’re the first I’ve ever seen in my life.” Then thought about it some before telling, “How about this?” Raising a hand up to say, “If or if not that cat can or can't get a Herno Clan here? I might be able to help with one last thing.” And said, “My brother’s and sisters are part of a Pack. If I can find them, and this place promises any sort of pay for work? They might consider to come. The more the town grows, the more traders will come. Meaning more gems and gold to get and give for them.”

Thinking a bit, he nodded. “I can work with that, help bring some sort of trade, maybe help get this place on the map again.” then frown as he admits. “Still, I know Mercy put a lot of work here for the Hive, she won’t let this place go for a good hiding spot…” thinking a bit, as he then asked. “Hey Mynu, if, and this is a big if here, if I get Harsho to get the proof I left his service…” then thought more as he continues on.

“And if somehow, somehow, I manage to get the get the King impress and make this town and area mine...think you’ll spread the word among some mercs with Ommonu about some Striped upstart from the west talking matters in his own hands as a new Lord?” giving a grin to the dog on the last part.

Snorting, Mynu told, “First show you got the balls for it. Then I’ll talk it over with Ommuna.”

“What's more ballsy…” thinking Dejen as he couldn’t believe he was saying this. “Than taking down a Pirate empire by the name of Maltar?”

Blinking a bit, Mynu asked in a semi serious tone, “You know the guy?” A familiarity in her voice.

“I know Bina, Bakari and Miko tango with him.” corrected Dejen. “But I know that even if we’re in the east...it's a matter of time. So I’m thinking when spring is done, there’s some defense here, I’ll head to this gal name Rah-Rah, outfit my ship,” then grin wide. “And slowly break Maltar empire bit by bit as I take his gold, resources-- everything until we kill him for good.”

“Bring his head to the King.” Mynu said in firm seriousness. “Reason we don’t see him around Iron Holds. The King himself has all his ships watching and waiting to behead the guy. Maybe publicly execute. Former Lord form around here, pissed off the King when he started turning the Honor Slave system into some money game.”

“I can see it. He tried to rigged the system and it backfired.” mused Dejen as he thought and admit. “But even if I’m setting out to do it, it’s going to take time and resources. The latter I don’t have much as I’m keeping an eye on the town. Going to take time for me to gather what I need, not only in what to pay for the ship, but in removing some key players Maltar has in his pocket.” then grin in a devious tone.

“Luckily, I know who to hit first, as he was the reason I left the sands of Arabia a long time ago.” then shake his head as he glance to a now sleeping Windy as he said. “But...first thing first. Talk to the Herno in finding some traveling clans. Then focus on the town till spring.”

Nodding some, Mynu told while looking back up at the blackening sky and the still dancing rainbow lights. “Wait for tomorrow. He’ll be by the water’s edge training like usual.”

Nodding, he gently picked up Windy as he carried the mare in his arms and said. “Alright, take care Mynu...and thanks.” looking back to her with a grin. “Now I know what to do in terms of long term plan goal. May the odds be in your favor.” turning back ahead, he began walking to the ship as he has a lot to plan, and many things to consider for both talking down Maltar, and being a Lord of all things.