"It's nice to meet you all, my name is Jacob Ironfell." Jacob introduced himself to the elders, the men shaking his hand quietly.
"Your grandparents have told us much about you. I will admit, when they warned us about your vision concerning Lucien's treachery, most of us were not inclined to believe, some even thought your grandfather was saying it to hide his own sin. But now that we've captured him, and the slithery snake has revealed himself, we no longer have reason to doubt." Said Sylvanor, whom Jacob had to look down upon to speak to, but held no disrespect towards whatsoever.
"Yes, that is correct. Every single one of our plans is falling in place perfectly. I have come up with a plan." Jacob announced, stepping back so he can see everyone clearly.
The elders listened, this sixteen year old boy standing directly before them seemed more learned than than anyone of them could be, and they felt no shame about it at all.
