[Meursy]

Hi again, Pt 2 is shorter than I expected (and still no battles!). I guess Part 3 will have to cover it.

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A lone winged figure approached a sprawling encampment through an overcast sky. Milling about the camp, which was situated in a clearing surrounding a stony fortress, were a horde of birdmen warriors. Their white-grey feathered limbs were striking against a background dull and brown.
The forward scout swooped down, and with two mighty beats of his wings came to land before a pavilion erected upon a hill overlooking the castle gates.
An elderly Caelum, for that was the name of that race, emerged from parted tent flaps, and addressed the latest arrival.
Though garbed in splendid azure robes of imperial bearing, the man’s skin was leathery and frail, and in aging his hair had faded to a pale shade of blue, the colour of arctic ice floes.
Upon meeting the scout bowed low to his superior, then returned his gaze upward and gave his report. The elder Caelum regarded him with eyes of uncanny hue, and all about the encampment piercing twin globes of silver and gold were to be found.
After some moments the Caelum commander flicked his head to the side in evident annoyance at what he had been told, and then turned to look over his interlocutor’s shoulder at the forest beyond.
A smiling woman emerged.