[ Most notable about the meeting is that Mayor Kotko is actually one of the most vocal proponents throughout it all of attempting to gain a peace with the sun elves. He argues for it rather passionately, professing to trust the Knights' motives - but it's clear that he is somewhat outnumbered on the issue, particularly by several of the military men, who smoke cigars, sport a number of medals on their lapels, and laugh cruelly at his speeches about making overtures to the sun elves.
The other officials seem split on where to fall, and don't speak much at all, besides to ask one or two questions which Kotko addressed in his meeting with Francesca. He's all too happy to lay out the Knights' response, but the General in particular is always quick to make a cutting dismissive comment, that sets the men into grim laughter, making the Mayor's point seem weak.
One man in particular, however, stands out, for how much he doesn't stand out at all. A short, mousy man, with a mustache making a vain attempt to grow above his lip, and tiny round spectacles that make his eyes bulge, he doesn't offer a single word through most of the meeting, though his lips twitch into a distortion of a smile at some of the most inappropriate moments. A strange light appears in his eyes whenever the dark elves are discussed, and he nervously fiddles with a pencil, tap-tap-tapping it against his legal pad. It's near the culmination of the argument that he speaks finally, tap-tap-tapping along with every word.]
Gentlemen - if I... if I may say a word?
[ The General continues laughing over his last bad joke, but waves a hand to signal him to go on, as he thumps back into his chair, obviously figuring he's been victorious in the debate. The mousy man clears his throat, and then says, in his thin voice: ]
No one has yet discussed the possibility of allying with the dark elves.
[ Many heads turn towards him, eyes widening in surprise, while others laugh, or give contemptuous snorts. He waits for all the comments of outrage to die down with nervous patience before continuing ]
I think the sun elves have more than -- more than proven unresponsive to our attempts at negotiations. But we may have something to-- to offer to the dark elves.
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The other officials seem split on where to fall, and don't speak much at all, besides to ask one or two questions which Kotko addressed in his meeting with Francesca. He's all too happy to lay out the Knights' response, but the General in particular is always quick to make a cutting dismissive comment, that sets the men into grim laughter, making the Mayor's point seem weak.
One man in particular, however, stands out, for how much he doesn't stand out at all. A short, mousy man, with a mustache making a vain attempt to grow above his lip, and tiny round spectacles that make his eyes bulge, he doesn't offer a single word through most of the meeting, though his lips twitch into a distortion of a smile at some of the most inappropriate moments. A strange light appears in his eyes whenever the dark elves are discussed, and he nervously fiddles with a pencil, tap-tap-tapping it against his legal pad. It's near the culmination of the argument that he speaks finally, tap-tap-tapping along with every word.]
Gentlemen - if I... if I may say a word?
[ The General continues laughing over his last bad joke, but waves a hand to signal him to go on, as he thumps back into his chair, obviously figuring he's been victorious in the debate. The mousy man clears his throat, and then says, in his thin voice: ]
No one has yet discussed the possibility of allying with the dark elves.
[ Many heads turn towards him, eyes widening in surprise, while others laugh, or give contemptuous snorts. He waits for all the comments of outrage to die down with nervous patience before continuing ]
I think the sun elves have more than -- more than proven unresponsive to our attempts at negotiations. But we may have something to-- to offer to the dark elves.