Bertrand could faintly make out the conversation between Alden and the Grand Master, “Yes, tonight .. to depart…..” “ Yes, it… not encouraged… seek….” Shutting his eyes, Bertrand tried to concentrate on their conversation. However, their conversation ended abruptly when Solvin interrupted to inform the Grand Master that the hall was ready. Taking a step back, Alden bowed to the Grand Master, and took his seat beside his brother at the bench. A clearly excited Bertrand nudged his brother and whispered, “Hey Alden, what’s going on? What is the commotion all about?” Alden just replied, “Be patient brother, just listen to the Grand Master announcement.”
Fidgeting in his seat, Bertrand was very anxious as he looked around the hall, wondering what had happened that such an urgent gathering was called. All attendance has taken their seats around the oval-shaped hall. Two rows of benches encircled the main stage, which was located in the middle of the hall. Grand Master Eldorn took the stage and raised his right hand up, signaling the hall that he was going to speak. The hall immediately fell into silence, and all eyes was resting on the Grand Master, as Bertrand found out that he was not the only one perplexed with the happening of events tonight and there were many hoping for an answer.
Clearing his throat, the Grand Master voice filled the room, “Sons and daughters of Lunar, we are gathered here tonight as a matter of emergency. We have just received news that the Sunis tribe has resurfaced after laying dormant for the last four decades. The village of Moonlit up north has been caught by surprise and they are currently under continuous assault of the Sunis tribal army.” A wide-eyed Bertrand looked at Alden sitting beside him, while gasps of air swept across the audience. The Grand Master continued, “Casualties have been limited, as the village elders have managed to put up a magical barriers to ward off the intruders temporary. However, the situation is dire and they have called for help from all the nearby lunar tribes.” Thoughts raced through Bertrand’s mind, “We are the nearest to home and we are hundreds of miles away!!” Being a nomadic tribe, Lunar tribe members were scattered around the Land of Wayworth. While some were nearer to each others, some were extremely far apart.