The Ship's Origin

Nearsch Alvaor slightly bowed to Reign and the others before smiling at them.

"Now, I do understand that you are worried about what is going on, the fog isn't really nice to people, but I truly do not wish to fight against you, so how about we make a deal?" Nearsch asked, making Reign and the others slightly surprised.

"A deal?"

"Yes, a deal, a simple one." Nearsch suddenly moved his hand and a small display nearby lit up, showing a map of the surrounding areas.

"Instead of us fighting and going against each other, we can do this like civilized people, we can simply go ahead and divide the areas, I get some of them and have free reign over spreading my fog there, and you guys get the rest, free of the fog and my monsters."