CHAPTER 3;
THE DIPLOMAT
The men around him just weren't listening to a word he was saying, and that annoyed the hell out of him. He waited until they had finished arguing, and then placed a hand on the table, smiling at the others.
"I don't think our problem is with intercity relations at all," he said, his voice gentle, but authorative, "I think it's all about arrogance, and your pride. If we-"
The arguing started up again, most of the shouts and disagreements aimed directly at him.
"Gentlemen!" he called to them, and held his hands up, standing from his seat, and pacing around the room.
All eyes turned on him, and silence fell on the room. For once, the arrogant men had quieted themselves enough to be spoken to. have things said to them that would hopefully improve intercity relations in the surrounding area.
The cities in this area had always had a problem with their lack of hospitality towards one another. There were always disagreements, hostility, even violence. All they needed was someone to bring them all together, and rid them of this attitude.
And that someone had come in the shape of a man named Archer, a stranger from far away, one who claimed he could solve just about any dispute, and problem.
So they had made him a diplomat for the people, and he was proving to be a very good one at that.
"I think what we need to do is hold more of these meetings, and in each one, try and come up with an answer for a different problem that we're having. In time, we should be able to sort our way slowly, and patiently, through just about everything that's proving to be difficult."
The men looked him in the eye, and one by one, they started to nod and smile. They seemed to agree with his idea. they seemed to even like his idea.
This was progress. it was great. It was just what this city needed before it fell apart, or was torn apart from the outside by the other surrounding cities. Hopefully, they could agree on more things to come, and these things would lead to peace in the area.
He smiled to himself, and retook his seat, leaning back in it happily.
He was born to do this work.
THE DIPLOMAT
The men around him just weren't listening to a word he was saying, and that annoyed the hell out of him. He waited until they had finished arguing, and then placed a hand on the table, smiling at the others.
"I don't think our problem is with intercity relations at all," he said, his voice gentle, but authorative, "I think it's all about arrogance, and your pride. If we-"
The arguing started up again, most of the shouts and disagreements aimed directly at him.
"Gentlemen!" he called to them, and held his hands up, standing from his seat, and pacing around the room.
All eyes turned on him, and silence fell on the room. For once, the arrogant men had quieted themselves enough to be spoken to. have things said to them that would hopefully improve intercity relations in the surrounding area.
The cities in this area had always had a problem with their lack of hospitality towards one another. There were always disagreements, hostility, even violence. All they needed was someone to bring them all together, and rid them of this attitude.
And that someone had come in the shape of a man named Archer, a stranger from far away, one who claimed he could solve just about any dispute, and problem.
So they had made him a diplomat for the people, and he was proving to be a very good one at that.
"I think what we need to do is hold more of these meetings, and in each one, try and come up with an answer for a different problem that we're having. In time, we should be able to sort our way slowly, and patiently, through just about everything that's proving to be difficult."
The men looked him in the eye, and one by one, they started to nod and smile. They seemed to agree with his idea. they seemed to even like his idea.
This was progress. it was great. It was just what this city needed before it fell apart, or was torn apart from the outside by the other surrounding cities. Hopefully, they could agree on more things to come, and these things would lead to peace in the area.
He smiled to himself, and retook his seat, leaning back in it happily.
He was born to do this work.