They begin by discussing politics and how they should handle matters in the new world.
"Let's start with the first subject, trading."
Each faction started to think about what they should attempt to trade and got multiple ideas, leading to the start of the first conversation between factions starting. The household known as "Bangatoth" wanted to trade high-grade magic scrolls in exchange for magic books, which another magic faction known as "De'Farlon" took interest in.
"Magic scrolls, you say?" The man said.
"Yes, about two thousand of them."
"I see, and for how much could I get those magic scrolls?"
"300 gold per dozen"
"Hmm, not bad, we could discuss more about it later. Julie, write it down," the man said as he gave a blank sheet of paper to the woman standing next to him.
"Yes, master Rand," the woman said as she started writing down the details of the deal.
As Jill glanced at Rand, she saw his overall calm attitude, and she wore many types of jewellery and had what seemed to her as white tattoos, which shone like a dim light, and short white hair and a small beard.
"This guy seems to have a lot of money, and based on the density of mana that is coming from him, he's a very strong mage; getting on his bad side would not bring us anything good at all," she thought to herself as the people in the room spoke to each other before the announcer started speaking.
"Well then, let's prepare for the second subject, laws"
"Laws? I should pay attention to this." Jill thought as A family known as "Enjoux" started the conversation. They wanted to take charge of keeping order towards mages and awakened, as in their world of origin, they tend to grow egos and usually become really hard to converse and handle, especially for law enforcers.
"I have something to say to Sitir of the Enjoux household."
"What is it?" Sitir replied.
"How do you plan to handle this? I mean, some mages could be really powerful, or have strong backgrounds."
"The same way we handle demons of the demon lord's empire."
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"What does he mean by that?" They thought to themselves as Sitir unsheathed his weapon, pointing it at the man who asked him the question.
It was an unusual blade; it looked as if it were made from light, yet it was solid and had a physical presence.
"By killing them." He said in a cold tone as the group looked slight suprised by his proposition.