Both Freele and Trenk sighed as Trantor walked to the other side of the table. He stepped into the silent formation, asking, "Am I allowed to know what sort of group, organization, or area of influence you represent, Oliver?"
"Yes and no… Before we talk about that, I want to know a bit more about you. What's your standing like in your family?" Oli replied with his own question.
"I assume you're wanting to know more than my general position as family heir?" Trantor jested while taking his seat. "As the family heir, I'm destined to replace my father. Whether that comes from me surpassing him or for him to grow strong enough to claim a region, we'll find out with time. But he's recently become a high-perennial and personally doubts that he'll manage to reach the king realm. For that reason, he's throwing everything he can at me, and quite a lot at Trenk as well. In fact, he's currently preparing an interesting proposition for another territory in hopes of becoming allies."
