To her right sat Veer, his feet propped up on the table, casually tossing an apple in the air. To her left sat Cutie, taking up three entire chairs just to accommodate his massive bulk, happily munching on a bowl of fresh berries.At the far end of the table sat the two representatives of her newly integrated army. First was Bram, a scarred, rugged Dog beastman who had naturally stepped up as the unofficial leader of the fifty original recruits. Next to him sat Sarn, the massive, green-scaled Python commander of the Snake guards. Sarn looked incredibly uncomfortable, his eyes darting nervously between Kaya and the Vulture chief.
"Alright," Kaya began, clasping her hands on the table. "Let's get straight to business. We have a fortress, we have a treasury, and we have an army. But right now, we are a fractured mess. Bram, how are the recruits integrating with the guards?"
