Alexiel's lip curls in distaste as he regards the Starfallian guest standing before him. You, the Dawnstar, shining heir to a kingdom of savages, are here to play ambassador as part of a group of envoys sent to negotiate peace. As if that were an option. And yet, failure is not an option either—not if he wishes to keep his head or at least his pride. If enthralling the Dawnstar weakens Starfall, it will be done. "Welcome to Irradiya, Your Grace," Alexiel says with a tight smile, the words dripping with insincerity. "I trust your journey was...tolerable, despite the...differences in climate to your homeland."