We see you ;; pitt visitor

Upon hearing the arrival of an ambassador, Valerius felt obligated to show up. Though late, he was confident in his peers handling his duties and showing off the Descendants of the Departed's ideals. He merely managed to hear the tail end of the conversation as he approached, noting that Meteor had handled the majority of the conversing to his father's delight. Nevertheless, the leader looked over at the other lion. His gaze looked them up and down. So... this is what The Pitt wished to present? A strong front with a desire for neutrality? How interesting.

Running his tongue over his teeth, the leader contemplated his next words carefully. In truth, he did not believe in neutrality, but he believed they could benefit off one another. "Weaponry and armor would be lovely," he started off with. Valerius was open with his intent to profit. "If neutrality is all you seek, then we can make that happen... as long as you continue to provide resources." The lion peered over at the rest of his crew, hoping they could comply with that.

Another idea sprung into his mind. They wanted obsidian to make weaponry and armor, but that left more for the Descendants of the Departed to desire. "We can provide any minerals for your use if The Pitt would be open to assisting with... let's say.... raids and battles," he offered. His browline raised, questioning if the other would agree with those terms. Night of No Stars was no leader, but perhaps Olalla had mentioned terms beforehand that would allow them to accept that reality. If not, Valerius would gladly make an appearance in The Pitt.

Valerius chose not to introduce himself in the end. His demands and negotiation tactics gave clear indication of his status... At least he thought so.

[glow=#000,1,400]SOMETIMES I SLEEP ALL DAY, BECAUSE I HATE THE SUNLIGHT — [abbr=tags]｡+ﾟ.[/abbr][/glow]

The lion offered a dip of his head before another came forward and his head turned. Almost missing the words spoken by Meteor. Night knew that the Pitt would be thrilled with the news and still, he couldn't take his eyes of the male that arrived. Something told him to show respect and pay attention. He had no idea why, but he knew it was a good idea. After a moment he responded to the words of both males. [glow=#ffffff,1,400]Obsidian? I seem to forget the name.[/glow] He looked back to Meteor.

He could turn the obsidian into break away spear tips with poison pockets. Perfect and useful. Not that he would openly say that. His eyes found their way back to the newest face and he spoke once more.  [glow=#ffffff,1,400]I can not say yes nor no to such a request, but I can speak to Olalla on this and give you an answer.[/glow] His suspicions were confirmed. This had to be a leader, or close to it.

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