Mapping out

Tenkin threw a glance at all the faces gathered round the table. His face bearing a solemn expression, one that showed the weight of the current situation they found themselves in.

The air was thick with anxiety, a strange feeling, a mix of worry and the weight of the duty that laid ahead.

They were gathered for a meeting, to draft out plans on how they would participate in the games event. The dim light that hung low in the center of the room, cast a shallow glow on their faces as they all sat, with Tenkin standing.

He took a deep breath, calming his nerves before he began, "This event, is one that would require quite a lot of our man power, we are aiming for nothing less than first place. Only then would the reward be enough to boost our overall strength as a faction, so does anyone have any idea what should be done?"

His calm gaze scanning through the small gathering, in hopes of a possible solution.