FIRE AND "BRYMSTONE"

They were making progress, their name was moving around the groups. They were being seen as something. And rather positive or negative the mutated horror didn't find himself caring. They can claim their tactics underhanded or their group meager. At the end of the day they were thriving while their enemies were not and wasting their own time. With a chuckle to himself the tapping of metallic claws against stone was heard. Eyes turning his way and voices muttering. His head was held up with pride gleaming in his eyes. He was making his way to the Hall of Kings and with a flick of rattling bones holding a deadly stinger he would motion for everyone to follow him. There was no need for a call as he had made sure that most if not all seen him and he walked forth into the hall. Carefully he sat down to face the crowd of Ironfolk, pleased with the showing.

"I bet you are all wondering just what we are gathered for considering it is not time for a meeting. Well, I have a few announcements to make. Things have been going smoothly but I know as I'm sure all of you know the a storm may be possibly brewing. Especially with the Typhoon. We have two of their runts here which will likely bring trouble. So we need to shore up our defenses. I want someone to run trainings. Our mountain is impenetrable but not the territory.. Which makes it official. Typhoon is now an enemy truly of the Iron Forged." He let that sink in before moving on to the next topic at hand.

"The Iron Forged have secured two alliances. One with the Frostblown and one with the Coalition of the Condemned. What we take from our enemies we shall share with both and we are already working on trading routes between us and the Frostblown. It will likely be through the mountains which shouldn't be too bad. To commemorate our camaraderie we shall be holding a feast and inviting them both to celebrate. I'll ask that two go and take the invites as well. For now this should be all the announcements unless someone wishes to speak up or my Iron Guard has something to say." He paused then because he was always looking for feedback on the decisions and choices, curling his skeletal scorpion tail against his body as his skull face tilting to the side, maniacal smile wide.