บท 119: Southern Wasteland!

Reynolds cast a warm, knowing smile across the council table to his brother Begon. "It seems only fitting that our esteemed brother lead us today," he said, his voice filled with both respect and a touch of jovial camaraderie.

Begon, taking in the familiar faces around him, felt the weight of his role. As the manager of the winery and an integral part of their tribe's economic health, he knew the importance of his update. His younger brother, Reynolds, always vibrant and eager, brought a spark of youth to every meeting, reminding Begon of his own early days.