[Concord has little to speak in the meeting, beyond his disagreements with Ali. The guards needed compensation to justify being on duty at the festivities and unable to attend themselves. Younger men wanted to party and mingle, while the older men wanted to spend time with their families, so the enticement of more coin would be necessary. With that already handled, he has fewer concerns. So long as he has the numbers, his regimen would keep order. He is assured in that.
He doses through the other points of the meeting more than he did with Ali's. The dragon is not especially boring to him, Concord was more alert for his bits because he anticipated a disagreement, and was correct in that. Other political concerns wash by him without causing a fuss in the unicorn. That's a special place Ali seems to occupy.
When the meeting is concluded, Concord is the first to stand. He's actually quite prone to lingering about, but in this case it's duty first. He gathers guards left out at the doors and assigns them to the King, as he has to inquire with the lower brigades over their pay. He gets chirped at by both over how much of a bonus there might be, grumbling at them showing such enthusiasm in front of Ali. His level glare tells them to hush up so certain dragon's don't think any pittance will do...
It will take Concord until the late evening to arrive at the Treasury. He has a scroll tucked under one arm and bottle of wine as a show of that good faith he mentioned. Did Ali prefer wine over mead? He suddenly couldn't remember, knocking on Ali's office door. Too late now, if he got it wrong.]
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He doses through the other points of the meeting more than he did with Ali's. The dragon is not especially boring to him, Concord was more alert for his bits because he anticipated a disagreement, and was correct in that. Other political concerns wash by him without causing a fuss in the unicorn. That's a special place Ali seems to occupy.
When the meeting is concluded, Concord is the first to stand. He's actually quite prone to lingering about, but in this case it's duty first. He gathers guards left out at the doors and assigns them to the King, as he has to inquire with the lower brigades over their pay. He gets chirped at by both over how much of a bonus there might be, grumbling at them showing such enthusiasm in front of Ali. His level glare tells them to hush up so certain dragon's don't think any pittance will do...
It will take Concord until the late evening to arrive at the Treasury. He has a scroll tucked under one arm and bottle of wine as a show of that good faith he mentioned. Did Ali prefer wine over mead? He suddenly couldn't remember, knocking on Ali's office door. Too late now, if he got it wrong.]