A loud, low sounding bell rang out through the forest, its deep, mournful sound calling all Centaurs to the Fortress. A tall balcony stood out across a large clearing just inside the cities gates and a large, dark brown Centaur stood on top of it. He held a spear in his right hand and his sharp eyes traveled over the last remaining Centaurs as they filed into the clearing. To the left of the balcony stood a large brass bell that was swinging back and forth, giving out a loud bong as it swang. Once all the Centaurs of the Akkadian Empire were gathered, Ambrose raised his hand to silence them, waiting patiently until the last few murmurs had died away and the clearing was dead silent. "Greetings to you all!" He called, his voice carrying out through the trees. "We are faced with the threat of our new nieghbours Lycanthropes, Kelpies and another Tribe of various rogues and bandits" He paused to let that sink in, waiting until the angry whispers had died down "A spy will be sent into each territory to gather information about these new Tribes, and what they are against us." He gestured to the slim, dark grey Centaur at the front of the crowd "Isabelle, will travel into the Tribe of rogues and bandits, Demetri will look into the Lycanthropes and Simon into the Kelpies. We pray that they will return home safely and with information that will prove useful to us." Below him to crowd cheered, making a path for the spies who left immediatly.
