"I meant to say that I was born to become a king." Madeous corrected. "I was not born into royalty, Prince Birch. Nor am I from this world. I come from Earth but I do have a great deal of knowledge when it comes to business politics. I can say up until recently I built up a sizable business empire in my world. Now that I am retired and have passed the reins onto someone whom I've known for many, many years."

"Oh!" Prince Birch smiled, "NOW I understand. Thank you for that point of clarification, King Madeous."

"Each of our noble houses have a role to play in our society," Irzen smiled at Prince Birch's confusion, "When we play our roles, and play them well, then our society prospers. We may have our differences but we all have one thing in common: The common defense and general welfare of Naermon Nithren and all its citizens. At the end of the day, is this not all you need for a successful society?"

"True. So long as everyone comes to an agreement when that time comes to defend his or her own home." Madeous sat back in his chair.

"You mean OUR home!" Irzen corrected Madeous, "What happens to one, happens to us all. Naermon Nithren is a Drow city which is situated in such a manner that any outside attack on one house can and will be responded to by ALL houses. When it is absolutely necessary, we mutually defend OUR home and each other. Can your people say the same?"

"The same goes for the Kingdom Beyond The Great Veil but it is far easier to reach your home than it the one beyond the Great Veil. First you'd need a way to fly there, or know someone who can open a portal there, such as myself or Lazheros. The magic there is very ancient to make sure powerful foes such as Venger are kept at bay." The platinum knight finished his drink and set the stein down on the table.

"Let me ask you this question, Madeous, what is the proper name for the Kingdom Beyond The Great Veil?" The Swordsman raised an eyebrow, "Or does it have another name beyond the one you have just provided?"

The platinum knight went quiet which was unlike him but the matter of someone asking the name of the kingdom in which he ruled in a land far, far away was different. Finally after a few minutes he said, "The name of the kingdom beyond the great veil...I am forbidden to tell you. I am oathbound to serve and protect that kingdom as well as serve as its ruler."

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Sir Gonagle went on ahead into the dining room. With an astute bow to Prince Birch and Princess Cauladra, he went around and found himself a seat, "Ah. You have excellent taste once again for providing such exquisite food, Princess Cauladra."

"Thank you, Sir Gonagle," Princess Cauladra smiled, "Please join us. This conversation is getting more interesting by the minute."

Captain Lion pulled out a chair for Serna to sit in before he sat down next to her. A plate of fine food and drink was already waiting for him and Serna. He closed his eyes briefly and began to eat his meal.

Serna accepted the chair next to Captain Lion but asked him once he started eating, "Captain Lion, if you don't mind my asking, which of the gods do you pray to before you eat your meal?"

Sir Gonagle looked up towards the prince, "Ah, the second airship is almost fitted to your specifications, Prince Birch. There is the matter of training your kin to learning the mechanisms that rely on alchemy rather than magic."

"Excellent, Sir Gonagle, you and your people are a credit to your race!" Prince Birch smiled at the Gnome, "And as far as training my kin goes, there is no rush to do so. Those among my people who are eager to learn shall also learn slowly and thoroughly before they start soaring like eagles. We can't be too careful in learning and operating new things, can we?"

"Yes. Yes, of course." The tinker gnome mused and went back to eating for a few minutes. He spied the swordsman across the table and coughed, "Pardon the interruption, which one of you ordered a modified repeating heavy crossbow?"

Irzen looked over to Sir Gonagle and replied proudly, "That would be me! And incidentally, it is a MAGICAL modified repeating heavy crossbow claimed from a dragon's hoard no less."

"Magical, schmagical!" Sir Gonagle shook his finger at the swordsman, "Funny you say that because I did not detect any magic from it while my fellows and I modified it."

"No kidding!" Irzen shook his head, "I thought for sure that weapon was a magical one. Oh well, I guess I was wrong."

"Besides," The tinker gnome waved his hand dismissively, "You already have one magical item, hence the title of Swordsman. Two, you are not by any means capable of casting that magic mumbo-jumbo stuff. Come by Captain Lion's ship tomorrow and I will give you your modified crossbow."

"REALLY?!" Prince Birch stared in wide-eyed disbelief, "You stole a magical item from a dragon's nest?! I smell a tale to be told. However did you do it, Lord Drow?"

"Rather easily!" Irzen beamed from ear to ear, "I drunk the illustrious Guardian of Asylum under the table for it."

Madeous coughed.

Sir Gonagle dropped his fork onto the table in utter silence.

Captain Lion just blinked and shook his head.

"Another drinking contest?!" Prince Birch broke out into a laugh, "YE GODS! WHAT SPORT! You have a cast iron constitution, Lord Drow!"

"Or a built up tolerance to your own liquor!" Princess Cauladra quickly surmised, "Will your drinking antics ever end, Lord Irzen?"

"Only while I am in Eastport, Princess Cauladra, only while I am here." The Swordsman smiled as he continued eating his meal.

"That is good to know, I guess." The princess resigned herself to this conclusion.

"Hmm," The platinum knight rubbed his chin with a grin, "Well, now I have more dirt on Lazheros when he wakes up tomorrow. Hahaha!"

Irzen gave Madeous a devilish wink of the eye, "He is going to be thoroughly 'amused' by the fact that someone else now knows that he got drunk under the table by a member of the 'lesser' races. HA!"

Captain Lion sighed, "I remember walking into the latter of that particular incident with Serna. It is quite clear to me that you, sir, get extremely loud and obnoxious when you were drunk. Bad form all around and in the presence of royalty. You are very lucky that the crown prince didn't send you to the dungeon."

"And the crown prince is very lucky that I tagged along with his brother and came up with a winning strategy to defeat his enemies, Captain Lion," Irzen sighed and replied in kind, "His Grace was in a thankful mood that night. But I do confess that when I drink too much I do get too boisterous. However, our hosts need not worry about that while we stay in Eastport."

"I should certainly hope not, Lord Irzen," Princess Cauladra waved a finger at the Drow, "For I will happily do what my brother-in-law did not should you again choose the path of drunkenness."

Captain Lion tipped his hat to the princess silently responding to her statement regarding Irzen.

"Fair enough!" The Swordsman held up his hands, "Fair enough! I shall be on my best behavior."