Darius stands in front of the lord's audience hall, looking around a little. He shrugs before he walks in through the front doors. The receptionist glances towards him, then does a double-take as she sees his level before saying "Ah, Sir Darius, you're back, I take it you are here to see lord Virzeiros?" Darius nods as he walks up to the desk "That's right, I'm here to see him." "Go right in sir. He's been expecting you." The receptionist says as she motions towards the door leading into the hall itself.

Darius walks past the desk, through the doors leading into the hall. He hears people speaking as he walks in, seeing that the lord currently has a petitioner. Virzeiros looks towards the door when it opens as does the petitioner, who seems to be getting angry that Darius has walked in, saying "Who the hell are you? What do you think you are doing coming in here?"

Darius' eyebrow raises as he looks towards the petitioner, seeing he is a rotund man, looking to be in his thirties with bright red hair. Darius shakes his head as he walks forward, moving past the petitioner and the podium, saying "Someone more important than you." The petitioners' eyes widen in surprise and then anger "Who do you think you are." He yells at Darius, approaching him and grabbing his shoulder which stops Darius in his tracks. Darius turns to look at the petitioner, Mana flowing off him in waves. "I am a chosen, and the leader of a kingdom, I am not someone you want to fuck with."

The petitioners' face pales as he looks at Darius, turning to run out of the room as quickly as he can. Darius sighs as he turns back towards Virzeiros "So, who exactly was that?" Virzeiros starts to laugh before he says "That was Maxwell Dean. He is one of the richest merchants in the kingdom, and was trying to get me to lower his tax rate." Darius nods a little saying "Well, it's good I came in when I did then, I'm sure he is very annoying." "Oh you have no idea, he comes in to bother me about it every week, claiming that my taxes are hurting his business," Virzeiros says as he shakes his head.

"A good way to deal with that is to make it so that each time he comes in to complain about it, his tax rate increases just a little bit more, that'd probably make him stop quickly," Darius says with a shrug. "That's not a bad idea. Now about why you are here." Virzeiros says while looking down towards Darius who says "You know why I'm here, we agreed that you would gather people that don't like being here or you just don't like, I'm here to bring them to my kingdom."

"Right, it will take a while to gather the people, but I have about 300 for you to take back with you," Virzeiros says with a sigh. Darius looks up at him surprised saying "Well, that's certainly good for me, and really I'm not too surprised that many people aren't happy here, but really 300?" "Yes 300, mostly peasants, but there are a few people you should watch out for mixed in," Virzeiros says as he looks at Darius.

"Like who?" Darius asks frowning. "Well, there is a noble family who decided they want to go with you, the Foxridges. They will probably try to gain as much power in your lands as possible, probably trying to usurp you at some point." Virzeiros says with a sigh, shaking his head. "Right, I'll definitely need to keep an eye on them, how many are there?" Darius asks as he looks at Virzeiros who says "There are 7 of them the last time I checked, two women, an old man, a young man, a daughter and two sons."

Darius sighs, nodding before he says "Well, have them gather outside the eastern gate, please. I'm going to go and get a caravan and supplies for everyone." Darius then turns to leave the hall, hearing Virzeiros muttering to himself as he walks out. Darius leaves the building and walks through the city towards the markets. He looks around once he gets there, trying to figure out who he should talk to.

After a few minutes of walking around Darius sees a building with a sign of a wagon pulling horses, seeing the name on it is the Beasts of the Forgotten. Darius looks at it a bit confused before shrugging and entering the building. He sees a desk with no one behind it, which he walks up to and rings a bell on it.