The Unknown Medallion

Goat shall not pass! You can never have top many goats. Stop, goat time.

Not sure about this one, it isn't very grammatical. Dead in the night, not a breath in sight, nothing stirs none, see breath not, night is dead.

"Back to the deal." He gestures at the blueprints. "We have the technology to destroy the Alausoo, but we are also willing to do a trade." He pauses for a time. "If the Alausoo withdraw and sign a document that says we are pur own country, we will give you access to this technology."

"No reason to be so hasty, I merely asked as a precaution." He might be one to worry about, not much regard for human safety, interrogation as a hobby, none of them good.

Ark stops the swing with Telekinesis. "Does anyone here have Knockout Absorption?"

"I call cloning guy."

"This meeting isn't completely diplomatic either, Professor." He pulls out some blueprints. "General, I, and all the people of Aukarnit, are willing to make a deal."

"Take the girl out...and wear gloves for goodness sake," he yells. "Now, on to business."

The soldier moves to grab Edge and yells, "I found a spy Captain!" Quieter he says, "Doesn't look like a spy."

"That's what we're hoping for...Professor," he seems uncertain about what to call you. He looks over to the soldier and whispers, "Sweep this floor, too much has been said already." The soldier salutes and runs off.

Ark looked at the diplomatic disaster that was his life, and he couldn't complain. Good fortune had brought him here, so he couldn't complain about his lack of it now. No matter. He had an important meeting that he must be getting too. As he passed he waved at his men, soldiers, if they were going to be risking their lives for him, he thought they were reasonable to expect some goodwill. As he approached the meeting he could feel his anxiousness, this meeting could make or break the war effort, so he had to do everything in his power to make this meeting help the war. If only it were so easy.

Sure, from left to right. Wayne, I think it would work, plus, he could actually do the jokes. Maybe...Khris? Teft, no real reason. The Lopen. Hood. Spook's uncle, whatever his name is. Steris. Telsin, I don't really know for this one. Nazh, I think that's how you spell his name. Shallan.

Pruss runs forward with a smile on his face. He makes two black swords along with black armour. "So, weird eye thingy, what do we do now?"