Adik Tribal Hall
At the pinnacle of the grand Adik Tribal Hall, Chief Arar surveyed the assembly. Below him sat eight Beastman chiefs, each exuding a regal air despite their recent turmoil. They were the leaders of tribes driven from their homes by the fearsome Silver Mane Tribe, now seeking refuge among the Adik.
With a curious glint in his eye, Arar addressed them, "What brings you esteemed chiefs to my hall today?"
"Master Chief Arar," an old Beastman chief began, his voice steady yet laced with urgency, "we are grateful for your hospitality. But we come with a pressing matter."
"Please, we implore you to lend your strength to our tribes!" another chief interjected, his tone both respectful and desperate.
"Our survival is at stake!" a chorus of anxious voices erupted, the weight of their plight palpable in the air.