As Kuublu climbed up toward the fort he noted it was somewhat larger than others he had seen, he'd glimpsed it on the way through but not inspected it in detail.

The walls of the fort were composed of stacked stones interspersed with daub and supplemented with hardwood poles and planks, the walls were about 10m in height and the gate was open and manned by two men in leather skirts and large oval hardwood shields and spears. As Kuublu approached the two men went to attention, " State your business."

Then one of the men grinned, " Kuublu? Uh, My Prince?"

Looking closer at the man Kuublu realised that it was Tillyo, the son of his neighbour from Igodomi.

"In times of peace, we become too content and don't build our walls high enough. I had hoped that we could've learned the ways of the Selentine, the stories I heard of them conquering mountain fortresses and pacifying distant tribes with stones that fell from the heavens! We remain on the defensive while the Volucreth attack at whim. I would suggest we start attacks into their territory..."

Kuublu pauses, his eyes momentarily widen at the thought.... he inhales deeply....

"...but even the Jungle becomes angry. The nature spirits fight any intrusion into the great jungle."

Kuubl breaks off. Looks at Tillyo and smiles. He knows the topic is disheartening.

"We will think of something. It seems they are taking slaves, perhaps we can attack the slave traders, deprived of wealth, they would have nothing to trade for slaves and these raiding parties will cease."