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"So, it is not one, but two new leaders crowned this day. My, this is an interesting time indeed. We live in a generation of opportunity my friends. An opportunity to put petty squabbles between which element is greater aside, and focus on becoming a peaceful land again. But I cannot work towards this peace if I have opposition in the court. My first block is you, Watermaster Arno Dracil." The Lord of the Water tribe stated his small opening speech of the current party in question, who was chained in front of him. The man glowered at the blue eyed leader, wearing not but a jacket to cover the back portion of his tattoo.

"I did nothing wrong! Only tried to focus the Fire Tribe's attention on something else!" The man shouted. "Need I remind you it was on yo-"

"Silence Blasphemer. I am a servant of my Ancestor's creed. Sirona would frown on me if I ever did that deed." The Water Chieftain wagged his finger tauntingly, "Arno Dracil, you are stripped of your title and will be placed under house arrest until a time where we can properly put you on a private trial, and eventually, execution." He turned his trident upside down to have the guards escort the blithering man out of the empty courtroom.

"Lord Zianro, shall we continue with the more immediate business? That of finding you a bride worthy of producing an heir to further solidify your hold on the throne?" One of his advisors sitting on a smaller chair on a rug on the right hand side of the large courtroom stated.

"Oh the ever aching pursuit of a girl willing to roll in hay with a Dragon. I do not wish for any marriage of mine to be just politics. I save politics for those I don't like. That includes the Fire Tribe and the power hungry general of theirs. At any rate, if it's to lighten my mood old man, fine, we shall go through your list of potentials across the inter-tribal country of ours." With that Zianro Azura leaned back on his throne in boredom. He wished he was outside to visiting his people. But it seemed being a leader and being a warrior were two different things.

"What I need is a kindred spirit of some kind." he thought.