At that moment, Kaor was leading two former members of the Turtle School as they surveyed and measured every parcel of land within Starnight City, laying the groundwork for its future development.
"By the Goddess! Why does my lord insist on designing so many canals, sewers, and public latrines?" Kaor stared at the blueprint, clutching his thinning hair in despair. "And what in the world is this water tower? Why would anyone store water so high up?"
The moment he finished shouting, he turned around and saw Phield marching into the city with an entire knightly convoy under escort.
Kaor rubbed his eyes.
"Am I still dreaming? Did I really just see my lord capture a whole group of knights?"
"You're not dreaming, Mr. Steward."
Phield waved him over.
"Send people to search my prisoners. Strip every bit of supplies from the convoy. I want everything accounted for, even the breadcrumbs."
"These people are… holy crap, an armored pig! What kind of wealthy lunatic puts armor on a pig?"
