Chapter twenty (6)

They did not have time to think about what she had said as the drums stopped and a lean man in hunting garb stepped forward from the moderators. The rest were dressed in sharp aristocrat suits and adorning a walking stick; which was probably for fashion as none of the young healthy men needed one. The Ancients were familiar with the men dressed as aristocrats. They were some of the most dangerous men in their world; The Jhoull. They were dressed like noblemen, because they really are.

This is a special order of noblemen trained by the next valley head of Lir. The qualification to enter their ranks is to be of noble blood.

Usually this was odd and would be seen as degrading for noblemen from the Khul empire to serve under Lir Valley, but it was the highest honour a nobleman in the empire could receive, to become a Jhoull. Their cold eyes combined with their noble air, brought chills to the spines of those who looked.