Time slipped by once again, and more than a month passed in a flash.
The Capital City began to feel somewhat unusual.
The city was gathering many strange Martial Artists, a mix of dragons and serpents, dressed in splendid clothes and riding fine horses, some with a rampant spirit, others with a low profile, and youthful heroes. Group after group appeared, none seeming easy to provoke. It was evident that people from some of the Sects of Hua'en had arrived, and within a few months, they were set to gather in the Capital City.
There were both open and covert presences.
The hidden ones outnumbered the apparent ones by several times.
A few large Sects and Families sent people directly with introductions requesting an audience with the Emperor of Moyang.
