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Uven sat as each of the lizardfolk arrived at the old tavern. The sign still said 'Raven's Lizard Tavern,' showing the silhouette of a raven holding a lizard as it flies. Maybe this was a forewarning, maybe it was just a slim chance. There was something to be said about forewarnings and omens when you worked in magic, that they always seem to come true. Uven could only ponder the thought.

He also couldn't help shake the thought that Ara might believe that the method he had used to commune with her was a two way method. Unfortunately, it was a caster-speaks kind of spell. Neither would know of the other until Ara entered the old tavern.

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Uven looked around at the 14 lizardfolk sitting at their various places. Some were betting rat skulls on Six-Coin-Flip, a favorite gambling game in the swamps. 2 or 3 were sparing in an arena they made of the tables, having placed the tips of their spears on the bar. The rest were either watching one of the other groups or talking among themselves. All of them were rearing to go and get everything started. They all were more than ready to fight the vile slave lords and bring their chosen human to throne.

Uven decided that it was time to announce what was going on. He stood up, ringing the metal bell that was once used to tell people to listen if the done order was theirs. "Dear brothers, the High Council has seen it fit to state that the cause of all out war on the slavers is one that we are not yet ready for. They have made the decision that only after we have 2 other armies standing along side this cause can we gain the support of half the standing warriors in this district. They have assigned you to follow directly under Princess Ara herself, to aid in the initial steps towards placing her on the human throne and removing slavery once and for all, as well as protect her from those that would see her body fall cold early. We are still many steps away from what you all may be seeking, but know that you are the first steps, and some of the most vital."

The other lizardfolk cheered. To them, Uven was a wise man, healer, and battlemage. Many had seen what he can do, and how well things he stands behind tend to be. Now, he had found a leader to take them to ending slavery, they couldn't be happier. They were no longer just warriors, they were warriors with a cause.