Karl returned to the party with the Supremes, and found that the whole concept of building alliances and holding formal negotiations had been forgotten, in favour of turning the party into a proper party.
Someone had even brought a whole troupe of bards to accompany Tian on stage.
They were actual Elders of one of the Sects, not the illusions that Opal had created at the start to set the mood. It was an excellent sign, Karl thought.
If people were willing to relax enough to hold a proper party, they were not going to get super formal and envious about the Supremes that the Darklight Host had taken in. As long as the mood remained cordial, they would see the Guild as less of a threat, and more of a neutral gathering point where all could come to get the gear that they needed.
That was what the Darklight Host needed at this point. War was bad for business.
