[Rioshi]

With a wry smile, the katta mulls over the Aedile's words, philosophical reply or no. He may have been unused to the workings of a city such as Imperia, but the katta had friends in high places, so he was not overly concerned.

"When has the goings on in the shadier areas of the large cities ever been clean? The hardships undertaken by the people are doubled to the benefit of those who seek greed and power as their reward for physical strength; using brute force to overcome hostile territories against their own beliefs. I have fought before, and done things a beserker would pale at. Impossible is a concept for the weak minded. If it were easy, somebody would have done it already, true?

Alas, but that it has become appallingly obvious that our technology has exceeded our humanity. The pride of one race must stand together with the other races if the hope of civilization and progress is to flourish. If history is to remember us, let it do so with our own devices. History will be kind to us, my friend, for if we continue surely we may change it as we will. If we see our fates have given us enemies...That means you've stood up for something, sometime in your life. I would expect nothing less from one of your position. So...”

I will come. I like a man who grins when he fights, and an elf who is not afraid to speak his mind. I will come."

Watching the figure fade into the distance, the katta grimaced, looking at a hidden object in his glove that seemed to respond to his voice.

"Yet another gamble with fate, my friend. The stakes seem to your liking. Care to accept the wager?"