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The doors to the High Collective opened. Uven walked into the room and assumed the normal standing position. "Ara has gone off on here own for a short while." Uven spoke, most of the council showing signs that they were not entirely surprised.

"We have come to a decision." Spoke the whitest, "We will to have at least two other armies prepared to fight for the cause. We will be allowing 14 of our brothers as guardians and observers. What shall be done with them is Ara's choice. As for when you have amassed at least two other armies worth of support, we will dedicate half of our forces to your cause."

"Understood." Spoke Uven before he left the chambers. Before he closed the door, he took the note from the door guard that would get him the lizardfolk that he was allowed.

When Uven exited the High Council's building, he walked down to the sewers, where most of his kind slept and organized. Moving swiftly through the tunnels that he knew so well, Uven came upon the Patrol Captain. "Uven! Is there something you need?" Spoke the gravelly voice of the Patrol Captain in draconian, to which Uven replied "I have a note from the High Council. I am to take 14 of the warriors for her guard and await her return."

The Patrol Captain stopped for a moment, thinking. "I will send them to the old tavern." With that, Uven said his thank yous and handed the Patrol Captain the note.

Uven now sat waiting for the 14 of his brothers to arrive at the old tavern. He then pulled out a sample of Ara's blood that he had gotten when he had marked her. Focusing through it, he sent her the location of where to go when she returned.